No, the title of this post doesn’t describe me after a visit to Gigi’s Cupcakes or any place that serves biscuits. Because if so, it would be titled “TOTALLY UNCOMFORTABLY FULL.”
Several friends reached out to me after my last post, saying they were sorry about my back problems, and offering their support. I responded to one of them that it isn’t really so bad because I no longer have to stress out every day about how I am going to fit a workout in along with everything else I try to do in 24 hours, including keeping three small humans alive. She said it was a very glass half full way to look at things.
I am not usually a glass half full kind of person. In fact, I am a glass mostly empty type of person. I am not very positive, as I assume that the worst will happen to me. Yeah, it is a pretty awesome way to live life… said no one ever. I just found over the years that if I don’t expect that much, I can’t be let down as much. Sounds reasonable, right?
But with my newfound
free slightly less totally frantic and mind-spinning time, I realize that taking a completely non-voluntary break from exercising is making me slightly less insane than I thought it would. This is because I have eliminated the total chaos that comes from trying to get to the gym or sneak in a run while having a full-time job out of the home, a part-time job on the side, breast-feeding, chauffering three kids to/from daycare, and attempting to sleep at least 12 hours a day (kidding sort of). I am by no means saying that I am giving up on working out and devoting myself to blogging and competitive eating. What I am saying is there is a bright side, and maybe the universe was trying to keep me from having a nervous breakdown.
Here is how my days looked M-F with no kids:
1) Wake up when my alarm goes off.
2) Eat a bowl of hot oatmeal, or maybe some scrambled eggs or pancakes while watching TV that was DVR’d just one night earlier.
3) Go to work.
4) Come home.
5) Have a snack and read a book maybe.
6) Go to the gym or on a 7 mile run with the dogs.
7) Come home and shower.
8) Put on makeup.
9) Go out to eat with Super Husband.
10) Come home and watch TV.
11) Go to bed whenever.
12) Sleep 9 hours with no interruptions. Repeat.
Life with one kid (after three months):
1) Wake up to either hungry baby or alarm clock, depending on whether or not it is a good day.
2) Feed her.
3) Eat some cereal standing up while perusing Us magazine.
4) Prepare bottles for daycare.
5) Drop baby off at daycare.
6) Go to work.
7) Pick baby up from daycare and drive straight to the gym.
8) Come home from gym and shower while SuperDad feeds baby a bottle.
9) Eat dinner with SuperDad at the dinner table. Or take baby out to dinner. Unless she is over one year old. Then don’t even bother until everyone in your house is > 3 years old.
10) Put baby to bed.
11) Watch tv for an hour or so, or play video games with SuperDad, then go to bed. Heck, maybe you even get a sitter and go out to a BAR?!
12) Go to bed.
Life with two kids (after three months):
1) Wake up to either hungry baby or toddler who needs to pee or has had a bad dream.
2) Feed both children.
3) Make bottles for daycare.
4) Take both children to daycare (add 6 minutes to prior drop-off routine)
5) Go home and get diapers because you forgot those for the baby.
6) Take diapers to daycare.
7) Go back home and get your pump.
8) Go to work.
9) Eat a granola bar at your desk.
10) Pick kids up from daycare.
11) Go to the gym.
12) Leave the gym because you forgot to bring snacks for the toddler. She is starving and refuses to go into childcare without a snack.
13) Put the kids in the double stroller and go for a run, after feeding toddler. And pumping.
14) Feed both kids dinner, then bathe them (most nights).
15) Put baby to bed.
16) Watch Friends or New Girl with your toddler, while you eat a luke warm Lean Cuisine. She doesn’t know what they are talking about- she is only 2 1/2.
17) Put toddler to bed.
18) Take a shower.
19) Watch tv for 30 minutes with SuperDad.
20) Pass out.
Life with three kids:
1) Alarm goes off at 5 so you can pump then run or go to Crossfit at 6. Turn alarm off because you can work out at lunch. Uh huh, totally gonna happen.
2) Wake up to either a hungry baby, hungry toddler, toddler with a nose bleed, preschooler who has wet the bed or had a bad dream or lost her Hello Kitty or is concerned about her Halloween costume, or some combination of the above.
3) Nurse the baby while everyone else sleeps, assuming she was the first one up. Otherwise, nurse the baby while toddler screams, preschooler watches Peppa Pig in your bed, and SuperDad takes world’s fastest shower.
4) Go downstairs to make bottles for daycare, feed the dogs, pour some cereal for the older kids, grab any bills that need to be paid. Do not concern yourself with getting anything for you or SuperDad to eat. That is what vending machines are for.
5) Go upstairs and grab diapers for baby to put in diaper bag. Run downstairs and put in diaper bag.
6) Go back upstairs to get diapers for toddler. Put in diaper bag.
7) Get baby dressed.
8) Get yourself dressed then throw on makeup.
9) Pack your gym bag. Don’t forget clean underwear and a towel if you are going at lunch.
10) Leave SuperDad at home to deal with the
monsters children. He has to dress them, feed them, get them in the car, and make it to work before noon 9 10.
11) Drive to work.
12) Realize when you are pulling into the parking garage that you forgot a sports bra for the gym. So yeah, that workout is not happening.
13) Get some overly hard boiled eggs from the cafeteria at work.
14) Eat hard boiled eggs at your desk aka stink up your office for the rest of the day. Who cares? It is protein and you are the boss.
15) Leave work to pick up kids from daycare. Don’t forget a snack or they will scream THE WHOLE WAY HOME.
16) Kids screaming the whole way home.
17) Once you get home, don’t let the starving, under-exercised dogs knock you over while you are carrying a baby through the door.
18) Be prepared to whip up a super
cheesy, carb-filled healthy dinner in 14 seconds. Or the kids will scream. Or better yet, make sure SuperDad is already home and cooking.
19) Turn on the
babysitter TV. Peppa Pig or Sophia the First. Top Chef if you are very very lucky.
20) Convince toddler to eat 1.5 bites of quinoa pasta and peas.
21) Nurse the baby.
22) Attempt to eat a delicious Caprese salad that you have been waiting to eat all day. Because kids hate mozzarella and balsamic. False. They will eat all of it even though they wanted nothing to do with their pasta. You have half a tomato slice and lick the balsamic off the plate, while standing of course. Super filling. And satisfying.
23) Bathe kids if it is Monday or Thursday. Wash hair if it is Thursday.
24) Put toddler to bed.
25) Nurse baby.
26) Take a shower.
27) Nurse baby some more (cluster feeding is AWESOME!) then put her to bed.
28) Read stories to preschooler. Answer 75 questions during two stories.
29) Put her to bed.
30) Go to bed 9 minutes later.
So needless to say, eliminating three steps from the routine these days has made it a lot easier for me to focus on important things like posting pictures on Instagram (@willrunforbiscuits- follow me!), watching Bravo, and hanging out with my tiny people.
In all seriousness though, because we know I am a super serious person, this isn’t meant to scream “look how awesome I am” or “life is so easy with one kid” but… no wait, I AM saying life was easier with one kid. I ran a lot. I slept a lot. I hung out with SuperDad a lot. But with each kid my heart has expanded more than I thought possible. You make sacrifices to have one, two, ten kids (don’t have ten kids- unless you are a kitten. In which case bravo, you are a blog-reading kitten). You sacrifice your figure, your time, sometimes your sanity. But it is oh so worth it. So if that means I won’t be running a sub 3:40 marathon again for 5 more years, so be it. Even though I love the endorphins and it keeps me level, it will never fill my glass the way these crazy kids do. I hope to get back to running and working out as soon as I can, but in the mean time, I will enjoy my precious “free” time.