Monday, March 30, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
I will post more later.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
I love Justin. Everyone does. He doesn't just have a mother's love, lucky boy. But I'm pretty sure I'm not going to miss much of the twos. SO here we come 3!! We're having a lightning Aqueen cake. And inviting 4-5 of his friends. Pretty much if Andy is there, his 4 year old friend he idolizes, he'll feel celebrated. He told me he wants a motorcycle. So if anyone wants to buy him a Harley, get it in Hans' size. Thanks!
Monday, March 9, 2009
Katelyn was due on my birthday, but came 3 days late after a very unsuccessful VBAC attempt. She was my heftiest baby at 7 lbs 11 oz.
Katelyn at 1. She could crawl at 5 months, walk at 10 months. She looks so much more grown up in this picture then Mia does even now a little bit older.
At 2. She could talk in completely legible sentences and was potty trained. See what I mean about above average in every way?!
I can't believe she was only turning 3. She seemed perfectly grown up to me. We even had a craft party since she was really into arts and crafts and invited a lot of almost 3 year olds. I realize now how much older I thought she always was. It makes me feel badly to look back at it because I didn't let her act like a typical 2-3 year old. She was definately acting 5 by then.
Isn't she cute?!
Here she is at 5. Need to call Rachael for some new photographs, but this is how I see her most days - In a leotard doing projects or upside-down. Gosh, I love her.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
So there it is. 20 miles in about 8:20 pace and I think the run was about 2 hrs and 48 minutes. 2 minutes slower then last time. But half was outside and I forget how hilly of an area I live in until I'm running. I'm hoping I can knock my pace down to 8 minute miles for the whole marathon.
I ate sports beans at an hour and power gel stuff at 2 hours. And drank 20 oz of water and 10 of gatorade. Couldn't weigh myself first so I'm not sure if I lost less weight. I weighed myself after so I'm hoping I lost less. I felt WAY better then last week when I only did 16. I did that quite a bit faster. Running outside slowed me down, I guess, but it was so much happier. Which matters. But I have to convince myself it's more important then the pace. I'm crazy. I can't wait for this to be over. Note to me:If you're reading this considering doing another marathon. Don't. It's annoying.