...and the little one said, "roll over, roll over".
Remember that song?
Cute song. Not so cute at 3 am.
In your bed.
Alice usually makes her way into our room around 3 am for a feeding (that her ped said she doesn't need anymore, but she vehemently disagrees). And last night, Ella toddles in around 4 or so, complaining that the rain woke her up. (Um, yeah, there was no rain here last night.)
So...crowded bed. Good thing we have a king.
The upside was that at 7am when Alice was cooing and yelling and mommy was too exhausted to find it cute, Ella was there to entertain her.
Cajoled and bribed my way into convincing E to go with us to the gym today. (As much as I love my new treadmill, I can't have E flat out refusing to go to the gym, so I wanted to try again this AM.) Got in a hard 5.75 miler without hearing the dreaded "Mrs. Parker to the Kids Klub!" over the loudspeaker.
Success.
Only negative being that my skin is so dry (winter, Argh!) it hurts to sweat. Ow. That stings.
I know, I know...toughen up, princess. Right? :)
3 comments:
As contradictory as "cooing and yelling" in the same sentence sounds, I know EXACTLY what you're talking about.
And winter dry skin. Ick. HATE it. Time to slather on the petroleum jelly after showers.
At least you get cooing with the yelling. Right now we're getting screaming/crying with the yelling.
I was thinking of you today when I was pushing the BOB. How in the heck do you people push DOUBLE BOBs???
Glad your girlies cooperated so you could get to the gym!
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