Monday, April 20, 2015

rough weekend / tantrums

(This is one of those . . . honest posts, where I sometimes wish this blog were anonymous.  But I feel like it's important to keep things real, so here we are.)

OMG.  This past weekend was not one of those blissful ones where solo parenting feels easy and effortless.  I was mostly on my own for most of Sat/Sun (Josh had work responsibilities) and:

a) It was HARD
b) It was tiring
c) It was frustrating
d) I don't think I won any parenting awards

In lieu of "appreciating each moment", I found myself basically counting down the seconds until I would not be on my own again.  A had tantrum after tantrum, and C was fine but added a layer of physical fatigue onto my emotional exhaustion.  (The combination: a recipe for disaster, pretty much.)  I actually had a babysitter scheduled for 3 hours on Saturday, but ended up sending her home after 1.5 because I just gave into Annabel's tantrum (she was begging me not to leave the house.  I know, I know).

So, I guess I'll just have to chalk it up as a learning experience.  I'm not exactly sure what I did wrong, but perhaps I needed more planned-in-advance outings or social time.  That said, we probably would have done more had A been easier to deal with.

I realize I probably should research this in some academic fashion -- or maybe I'm supposed to have all of the answers already from my pediatrics training (uhhh no).  If anyone has successfully gotten through the tantrum period and has tips, I would greatly appreciate them.   Parenting book recs welcome, too.

(Should I be "picking my battles" -- aka giving in more instead of holding firmer?  Things like taking a bath when dirty / letting go of mommy when she can go to work are non-negotiable, though.  I don't feel like we are particularly strict.)

pix that are not very illustrative of the above


note the outstretched anna-costume-clad hand


she looks so angelic here . . .
(and often she is!  but sometimes . . . not.)


the physical aspect


life

Workout report from last week
I feel I must publish this because it is so motivating.  Sunday I don't think I would have done the barre workout (it was during the only overlapping nap time) if it weren't for the little nudge of accountability.

Monday: rest

Tuesday:  4 mi, 9:07/mi average (outside.  It is getting to be the season where AM runs are 80 degrees.  But we have no winter so . . . this is not a complaint)

Wednesday: 40 minute barre3 workout

Thursday: 4 mi on treadmill (6 - 6.8 mph intervals - changed with each song)

Friday: ~3.7 mi tempo: 1 mi WU at 9:09/mi, 1 mi @ 8:28, 0.31 mi recovery jog, 1 mi @8:04/mi, 0.41 mi cooldown jog

Saturday: 4 mi on treadmill (10:00/mi slow, I was tired)

Sunday: 30 minute barre3 + 1 mi treadmill run 

Thursday, April 16, 2015

Habits and the Clock


coming atcha at 5:15am


I have to say, developing new good habits -- or breaking bad ones -- is hard.  However, I find the process interesting in and of itself.  Even when I fail (and I do, more often than not) I definitely learn something.

Recently I have noticed that the strongest factor determining whether or not I will be successful with a habit is simply . . . the time on the clock.  I am a pretty extreme morning person, and fade out most nights before 10 pm, unless there is something exciting/social/fun going on (and usually there isn't, to be honest!).

Give me a to-do item at 5am and it will get done.  I am great about working out in the morning and have an essentially 0% success rate at any other time.  It is easy for me to eat a healthy breakfast, but by 6 pm I am often searching for (dark) chocolate*.

Over the years, I have learned to structure my days so that this isn't so much of a liability.  As in, I schedule the things I really want to get done for the mornings.  However, I still find myself tempted to put evening items into my planner.  And they never get done, and I often feel bad and find myself moving them to the next morning, anyway.

So . . . I probably should try to keep the PM habits to only fun things that realistically could happen (reading in bed, going to bed early enough so that I can enjoy productive mornings, and the like).

* not trying to vilify dark chocolate, but it may not be the best 6 pm habit

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

disney 2015

I'll let the pictures do the talking, but here is my summary of the Disney experience with a 1 and 3 year old:

1) Rather physically challenging

2) On a moment-to-moment level, a bit stressful (it seems like someone always needed to eat / take care of bathroom needs / nap / run around to get his/her energy out)

3) Still really lovely and magical despite #1 and #2.

So, it was an exhausting weekend, but one filled with bright memories and many smiles.  We took a little time to find our groove, but it turned out that the best strategies were using FastPass+ to avoid lines, choosing rides with very short lines only (1 year olds do not do well in line -- at least not mine!), and going for a lot of character-centric activities.  

Also important:  stopping for regular meals, building in a nap on our long day at Magic Kingdom, staying in a resort that allowed easy back-and-forth access (Bay Lake Tower @ the Contemporary) and that came with FastPass+.  Having an adult:child ratio of >1 helped, too.

I would definitely do it again, and want to!  However, I think we may wait until C is 3 and A is 5.  Annabel was a great age to enjoy it, but C was a little tough and I think a 2 year old just might be even harder than a 1 year old (less portable but still not ready to wait in lines/etc).














(not shown but very much present:  bebe & poppy)

Life has been a little crazy ever since the loss of Josh's grandfather, an insane week of call, and our trip.  I think (hope?) things are finally starting to slow down again, so I should be back to regular posts!  

Have you done Disney with little ones?  Any tips/thoughts to add?  

PS: On the quasi-minimalism front, we came home with just one Elsa dress (her old one is in tatters) and a set of 4 mini Frozen dolls (gift from Bebe).  Not too bad!