There we have it! He’s up!<\/em><\/p>\nI snatched Baby Cal out of his crib and rushed over to the couch to nurse him. Nursing him these days takes only but a few minutes, but of course today he decided to lollygag.<\/p>\n
Tic tock, tic tock….<\/p>\n
While nursing I walked Cal to his room and put him on the changing table… still attached.<\/p>\n
Now, I have a rather small chest so we were pretty much face to face as I leaned over him. My thinking here was that I could multitask.<\/p>\n
I started to try and undress him to change his diaper while he sucked away, unzipping his pajamas and shimmying his little legs out of the\u00a0holes. Mind you it’s rather hard to see while doing this, but I did manage to find\u00a0a little viewing space under my armpit.<\/p>\n
Once undressed I took off his diaper and immediately decided this was a bad choice. His little man part was aimed right at my eye and there was nothing I could do.<\/p>\n
That, and he had pooped.<\/p>\n
Thankfully, he finished up and I was able to re-diaper him like a ninja.\u00a0I decided dressing him would take too much time so I put those\u00a0legs\u00a0right back in the pajamas and went to the living room to put him in the carseat.<\/p>\n
Then,\u00a0as\u00a0I was flying around the house I felt bad\u00a0for\u00a0the kid\u00a0and didn’t want him to be the one kid in his pajamas at noon so I\u00a0triple-jumped\u00a0to his room, grabbed some clothes, triple jumped back to the living room and squeezed his little baby bod into them in record time as he stared up at me, open-mouthed and in a daze.<\/p>\n
Of course I forgot socks, which I admit I thought about skipping for a mere second,\u00a0but just couldn’t so back I went.<\/p>\n
I got us out the door and drove to the next town while hardly speeding, but ended up having to\u00a0park about a quarter-mile away. Because taking Cal out of his carseat would take too long, I grabbed the seat with him in it out of the car, (which, mind you,\u00a0is about thirty-five pounds total) threw the diaper bag (another twenty or so pounds) \u00a0over my shoulder and began my hobble-jog over to the gym.<\/p>\n
Did I mention it was snowing?<\/p>\n
Sweaty and tired, I made it to Kiddie Care with minutes to spare. Once he was settled in\u00a0I booked it out the door and\u00a0ran up the gym stairs, two at a time, and managed to find the last bike in the entire spin class as the music began, signaling the start of class.<\/p>\n
And I was beat.<\/p>\n
Beeeaaaaaat.<\/p>\n
AND I had to leave early so that I could get back in time to pick up Gwyneth.<\/p>\n
So from this experience I concluded that all I need to do is run around town in the snow with my child in his carseat and I am ensured a great workout.<\/p>\n
Pff. FAIL.<\/p>\n
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I recently decided to do something for\u00a0myself. Our “spare time” during the day usually consists of taking the kids to things they like to do such as the library, the children’s museum or the park. And when we go shopping, I bolt straight for the kiddie section. I just can’t help myself. But recently, I […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":892,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-82","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-life"],"yoast_head":"\n
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