Happy 20 Miler Eve, Everyone!
I signed up for Bob Potts last October about a week before I even participated in my first half marathon because I like to get way ahead of myself whenever possible. At that point, May 25th was so far in the future that the race didn’t even seem real. Those 18 and 20 mile training runs I would have to do weren’t on my radar at all.
Then this morning I woke up and realized…OH **** I HAVE TO RUN 20 MILES TOMORROW.
I can’t make any promises, but I’ll be trying to keep my freak outs to a minimum over social media for the next less-than-24-hours.
To take my mind off all this, today I will be participating in the best blog linkup around:
The Friday Five with three of my most favorite bloggers, Mar of Mar on the Run, Cynthia of You Signed Up For What?, and Courtney of Eat Pray Run, DC! An extra special shout out to Mar who is in her hometown this weekend for the Pittsburgh Half!! GET IT, GIRL!!!
5 THINGS I LOVE ABOUT…
BEING A MOM.
1. The Language Explosion.
Granted this has meant I have had to pay extra special attention to everything that comes out of my own mouth because she will soak it up like the world’s cutest little sponge, but Betty’s growing vocabulary is at the top of my list of favorites. It seems like yesterday that she was starting to experiment with her “da da da” and “ma ma ma” sounds and then suddenly she’s walking into the kitchen as I’m cooking dinner saying “Mom, I want something to eat. I want cheese.” and raiding the refrigerator. It seems like the full sentences and meaningful conversations happened overnight and I love it.
Oh and yes we’ve already moved past “mommy” to “mom” and we raid the refrigerator because apparently she’s a teenager trapped in a 2 year old body.
2. Getting to Act Like a Kid Again.
I am a big kid at heart and have always had no shame when it comes to enjoying things that are normally best enjoyed with small children, such as dancing with Sesame Street characters in a steel drum parade at the resort where I got married. I think I was the only person that didn’t have a child with me, but too many rum-heavy piña coladas are liable to bust my give-a-damn.
That said, I am thoroughly enjoying the fact that riding on the zoo carousel, bouncing in giant inflatable bounce houses, and playing on playground jungle gyms are much less side-eye worthy now that I have my daughter with me. Where I could have been seen as a little creepy before, I could now be viewed as a fun mom by judgey bystanders.
3. Monkey See, Monkey Do.
The other morning I was getting ready for work and doing my makeup in the bathroom mirror as I normally do. Betty came in the bathroom and when she saw what I was doing grabbed her little makeup mirror and got ready too. She even has her own Bonnie Bell lip smacker because lip gloss hoarding does not skip a generation.
I love when she mimics the things that I do, especially since I’ve been noticing that my desire to stay active has been rubbing off on her as well. She already loves to run, has her own yoga mat, and has been known to do a workout video with me on the weekends. She can plank better than most adults I know.
4. Mommy-Daughter Dates.
I love hanging out with my girl. My husband works weird hours so most of the time it’s just us. Usually on Friday afternoon, I pick her up from school and ask her what she would like to have for dinner and we go out – I’m supremely lucky to have a toddler that 98% of the time is very well behaved in restaurants. Then usually we will go get fro yo, or make a run to Target, or stop by the playground, or just go home to play and hang out. I have so much fun with her and I know that as she gets a little older, it’s going to be even more fun! I predict a lot of mommy-daughter spa dates in our future.
5. The Unconditional Love.
A couple weeks after Betty was born I was sitting in the parking lot of Babies R Us when all of a sudden it hit me like a ton of bricks: I would do absolutely anything for the little person who at that moment was snoozing away in the backseat. I would literally be her human shield in every situation without a second thought and the realization of this (and probably some of the new mom hormones too) made me burst into tears.
I love her with every fiber of my being and although I’m far from the perfect parent and I’ve made my share of mistakes over the past 2 years, none of that changes the fact that she loves me more than anything too. I’m her super hero. Sometimes I wonder what I did to deserve her.
I wish I could go pick her up for our dinner date right now!
I hope that everyone has a spectacular weekend filled with fun, family, great runs, and great weather!
Do you have kids? What’s your favorite part of being a parent? (I want to hear from the parents of fur-children too!)
(I love my hashtag. Thank you, Suz!)