Sleep glorious sleep

I must be sleep deprived because my body tells me so. I've fallen asleep in Timothy's bed for the last several nights (um... 3?) before the boys fell asleep. After I spent most of 2 nights sleeping in their room, last night Michael woke me up at around midnight to come up to bed. Oh, did I mention that I took a 90 minute nap on Sat?

I can't blame not enough sleep since I'd been getting at least 8 hours a night the whole week before. I think it's just my body telling me that if I want to get healthy I need to get more sleep. The cough is getting better, but spring is in the air. No really, both Timothy and I have had the mild itchy red eyes since late last week.

Getting better, maybe

So I've been pretending I feel better so far this week. I've still got congestion in my upper chest and stuffed up sinuses, but I can get away with feeling almost normal with Sudafed and Robitussin. At a friend's suggestion, I've been trying to walk at lunchtime (or at some point during the day). I've only been successful 2 of the 4 days this week.

My goal is to feel well enough to make it to the gym next week. I don't know about swimming yet, but I can at least pretend and use some of the machines. I hope.

That probably means I should go to bed since I need to get up early to drive carpool tomorrow. Besides, by the time I get home from work, I'm tired enough to skip dinner if I didn't have to feed the boys.

My own Blog!!

Hey, I've decided to jump in on this new trend and start my own blog!!
http://midlifemotherhood.blogspot.com/

Update on my status

Well, I haven't been exercising like I'm supposed to. I haven't been getting in my workout clothes right after getting the kids to bed. I haven't been going to bed on time. I'm craving food.

But, on the plus side, a few days ago we got a nice 10 inch covering of snow followed by days of gorgeous weather (just above freezing, no wind!) So we've been going out every day before lunch and tubing down the hill in our back yard. It's quite a fast hill and we started building a luge track with a wall that curves around and keeps you from running into the house. So at least there's fresh air and a little bit of physical activity involved. Here's a video of Sierra and I going down our cool luge track.

Exercise

I went skiing today. It doesn't sound like much except it's the first real exercise (aside from an occasional walk) since Thanksgiving. I should add, it was downhill skiing, not cross-country skiing, so most of the effort came from putting on my boots and hauling my gear around.

It was definitely the most expensive day of skiing ever. I'd purchased a 5 day discount ski pass at the beginning of the season thinking that I'd be up to Whistler for two whole weeks this ski season not expecting to be sick the whole time. This was the ONLY day I'd be using that 5 day pass. I'd rented skiis & boots in Seattle since it was easier and less expensive than renting skiis in Canada. I also bought a new helmet since I'm most likely to fall in our family.

The weather was beautiful and clear. We could see the mountains all around. The snow was fair: packed powder and only a little crunchy in spots. Sounds beautiful? I thought so until we headed down the first slope, and my legs started to hurt so badly from my boots that didn't fit right. The pain shooting up and down my legs made me cry. I'm not entirely sure how I made it down the mountain.

The good news is I found a rental shop, got new boots, and salvaged the day. I was sore and out of shape, but the skiing was beautiful. Now I have to feed the kids dinner and pack so we can drive home tomorrow. Maybe I'll find some ibuprofen first since I'm stiff already.

Influenza

We're supposed to be in Whistler, B.C. enjoying a winter wonderland. I rented skis and have prepaid lift tickets. So why am I sleeping and lounging on the sofa? Because somehow, I've managed to get the flu. And I've likely passed it on to the rest of the household. Michael is feeling achy and has a cough. Timothy has a sore throat. And Christopher is just a toddler who has a perpetual runny nose and an occasionally cough.

Don't get me wrong, I'd much rather be sick here than at home trying to manage taking kids to school and missing work, but it sucks to be sick on vacation, and I seem to often be sick on vacation. Plus, is just sucks to be sick all the time.

Thanks for listening to me rant. I've finally bored Christopher to sleep, and I can go to sleep.

Valentines Day

I don't quite understand Valentine's Day.

I have to make a lunch for some one else's toddler and some other poor parent has to make a lunch for mine. Timothy had to sign almost two dozen pre-printed valentines that he picked out because it had Looney Tunes characters on them. I don't think Timothy has ever ready any of the valentines he's received. He only cares about the candy that many of them come with. Neither boy has any clue why we're doing this or really seems to care.

This year Michael and I decided it was absurd to find a babysitter to go out to dinner on the same night that hordes of other adults are doing the same for poor service by overwhelmed wait staff when we could be packing to go out of town the next day. We're going to get his parents to watch the kids and pick a random night next week to go and pretend to be adults.

Valentine's Day just seems like another crass opportunity to commercialize something really special. Love is about appreciating your partner. Not an occasion to buy overpriced roses and go out to dinner.

Maybe I'm too old to be a romantic. I don't think I ever was a romantic. All I want for Valentine's Day is the opportunity to take a bath in peace and to go to bed early and not get awakened until I want to the next morning. Hmm. I think I'm a sleep deprived mom.