I'm glad this week is over. Nothing major (besides the peeing on the elliptical incident) has happened, it has just been long and tiring. It seems that I need to resign myself to having at least one crying child at all times. And usually it is Lucy. She has taken to being awake in the mornings when I have to get the boys around, which means I just cannot hold her (and I don't even like to carry her in the sling because I just can't get done what I need to get done that way).
Lucy is still sleeping well, but is often difficult to get to sleep. We've been trying to get her in bed for 1 1/2 hours now. She'll fall asleep with us holding her, then we lay her down, she sleeps for 3 minutes and then wake completely irritated. We pick her up and her eyes droop shut almost instantly. Sigh...I'll concentrate on the fact that she'll sleep for a good 6 hour stretch instead of the difficult bedtime routine.
Oh, and Lucy went in for her 2 week check-up today (even though she is almost 3 weeks old). She weight in at 9 lbs 12 oz and looks good! She is, also, starting to be awake a lot more and has started checking out her surroundings a lot. No real smiles yet, though!
The boys were in fine form today. Reid must have spent 45 minutes in time out today for hitting, pushing, kicking, etc. Ross was, of course, his target. He's just testing every limit right now. And, of course, Ross likes to retaliate. They'll get through this little phase, I'm sure, but they sure are testing my patience.
On a positive note, I managed to get 20 minutes on the
elliptical today, which I feel really good about. I didn't push it on resistance or speed and I felt like I could have run for an hour. As long as I still feel good tomorrow, I'm going to try to do this every day. I really have missed working out. I won't be able to do weight training again until at least 4 weeks postpartum, but I'll just have to wait until then to see how I'm feeling. Prior to getting pregnant I was going to a class called "Body Pump" (a 1 hour barbel class) one or two times a week and really enjoyed it -- I can't wait to get back to it again! Prior to getting pregnant with Reid (almost four years ago) I was in the middle of a weight loss streak and I want to pick up where I left off. Once I hit my target weight (which I'm not sharing), my reward is to go sky diving. I can't wait to go!