Sunday, May 23, 2010

Half Marathon and My First Krispy Kreme

Last Sunday, I ran my third half marathon! It was fun. I finished in 2 hours 17 minutes. I just looked at my time from two years ago and I cut a whole 10 minutes off it. Not that I was worried about it, but that's kind of cool.

It was a nice day. Dennis and I drove down to Fredericksburg and my mom was in town to watch the girls. In all honesty, I was more worried about Madelyn making it away from me for so long than the actual run. Oh, and we were leaving the next day to move across the country so I was thinking about that a bit too.

Thank goodness for facebook. My friend Steph was a spectator there and caught a shot of me actually running.

The only pictures Dennis took of me were of the celebratory Krispy Kream. We were walking back to the car and noticed the Krispy Kreme "hot" light on. I figured my 13.1 miles had earned me a doughnut and a real soda. MY GOODNESS! I certainly understand the hype now. I think it might be a few less than 13.1 miles before I'll be trying another.

Madelyn-7 Months!

I know this is late, but I blame being in the middle of a cross country move...that's a good enough excuse right?!

Lots has gone on this month...

Madelyn has become a little cheerleader this month. She can CLAP and it is her favorite thing to do. She can even clap on command (when she is in the mood of course) and it's great to see the grin on her pretty little face. She is so proud of herself!

She can officially sit up, very fun for her. Just in the past few days, she can sit for a long time without too much of a need for me to catch her. She still has had some spills (once while I was going to get a pillow for behind her to prevent her from having a spill...oops!).

Teeth must be coming!! For about a month we've said she's teething. I guess that's how teething goes. She had a low fever for a few days and I thought teeth must be right there but nothing has poked through yet.

Food is getting to be more of a regular thing. She eats cereal, sweet potatoes, peas, bananas and some pears. Madelyn isn't a ravenous eater yet though and will only eat a little at a time. She does love banging her hands on the tray as she is waiting for food.

She loves peek-a-boo and will pull a towel off my head to find me. LOVES that game! We also play a game with the mirror where she looks back and forth from the mama in the mirror to the real one (an there are many days when I wish we really DID have two mamas! I'd give my clone the night feedings).

Speaking of night feedings, my little baby who slept through the night is up again. Mostly my fault I guess. She seemed sick, and I figured she MUST be teething so I felt bad to let her cry at night. And now we're moving so I figure there's no point in training her now. I think Dr. Ferber would give me a slap on the wrist for nursing her back to sleep at night.

Madelyn is such a happy baby!! She has a smile for everyone she sees. She is willing to let pretty much anyone hold her. She loves to explore and touch new things. When she sees something she really wants, she suddenly will grab for it and move it directly to her mouth. Sometimes it hurts when that something is my face. I think we are really going to have to baby proof the house once she starts moving.

When Elyse is in the mood to give Madelyn attention, Madelyn squeals and smiles like she won a million bucks!

Her hair keeps hasn't really fallen out much (just a little spot in the back but she has so much growing above the spot it covers it up). She still loves to yell, especially in the commissary. People stare and wonder what I am doing to my poor little one. She sleeps on her tummy. Has nice chubby thighs. Will tire of a toy after a short while. Loves it when I kiss and tickle her under her chin. Kicks her legs like mad when Dennis comes to get her.

Oh, and she does crazy things with her tongue. (See it in the pic above?) Can turn it totally sideways, sticks it out, sucks on it. Funny.

We LOVE LOVE LOVE this baby girl.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Saturday, May 1, 2010


I apologize in advance for the vanity of this post.

For those of you with straight hair out there, this post may not make sense.

All my life I've had curly/wavy hair. As other curlies out there probably know, our hair type is not easy to control. Most of my life, I've fought it, blow dried it straight most days. On occasion, I would go curly, but the results weren't always pretty. Often the look was just "messy".

Surprisingly, one great thing came out of our 7 hour wait at the airport when we were traveling home for Christmas. I noticed a girl with beautiful curls. I asked her if they were natural. (And while I did want to know about her curls, one of my main motives was to keep her from butting in front of 1000s of people waiting in line. She was one of those people waiting up front with just "one quick question" to ask the people at the counter...we didn't want to let her have a chance). Anyway she told me about a book called Curly Girl and I purchased it soon after we came back to VA.

Ever since, I've been reading, researching and experimenting to try and figure out how to make my curls cute. Apparently I'm not alone. There are tons of resources on the internet, my favorite a website I've purchased some great curl products from Jessicurl. I've even watched videos on You Tube.

While I haven't quite reached curl perfection yet, I have learned a lot. Geting a great haircut, avoiding shampoo, brushes and terrycloth towels, plunking and sleeping on my silk pillowcase have all added to my increased like of my curly hair.

And while all of this seems a little trivial, part of me is embracing my curls for the sake of my girls. It is clear Elyse has curly hair like me. I want her to love her curly hair. But there is a bigger issue than hair here. I want her to embrace who she is, not try and fit into some beauty norm.

For this same reason, I am making a concerted effort to avoid self-deprecating talk, especially in front of my girls. To fit in, I think many of us chicas insist on putting ourselves down. I think it is mostly related to our insecurities; we want to fit into society's picture of what a woman should look like.

I do not want my girls to grow up thinking, "I'm so fat" or "Look at my ugly feet" or "I wish I had legs like blank" statements to be normal. I do not want them to look at their appearances and search out the imperfections. And while I doubt I can prevent all these influences from coming their way, I am doing my best to be a good example for them in this light.

So for now, that means avoiding negative talk about myself (at least when little ears are around) and embracing my naturally wavy, curly wild hair. :)