Well hello, long lost friends! It is I, Allyson Clark, owner of this blog and clearly the laziest blogger in the history of blogging.
Last week I had every intention of blogging three times. And then Thursday afternoon, Tess decided to stick an M&M up her nose and we dashed off to the pediatrician’s office to make sure it had all melted or come out of her nose. So… there went my time to work on Friday Favorites!
But besides blaming my kids for my lack of posts, I think I’m going to blame the weather. I thought maybe it was because I hadn’t gotten a good, hard workout in since my surgery in early December. Maybe it was because I had been drinking tons of Coke that I thought was a good idea to buy at Costco in a 32-pack (word to the wise: that is never a good idea).
In the end, I do believe it was combo of both of those things. But as I look at this week and how this is my first post OF the week, I think I’m lazy.
Winter blues have kicked me down hard and rather than moping and watching TV and waiting for the sun to shine, I’m browsing the internet, reading Twitter and doing everything I can to not work on the things I need to be working on.
Good thing I’m not getting paid for this or I might have fired myself!
UPDATE: I stopped typing to go look at twitter for three minutes. GOOD GOD, WOMAN!
But to recap the last two months:
I had breast reduction surgery n Wednesday, December 5, followed by two weeks of my mom and mother-in-law here to help. I am now 9-weeks post-surgery and am feeling better every week. If you would have asked me if I was happy to have had the surgery the day AFTER surgery, I might have questioned it. But now, 9 weeks later, I’m so happy I did it. This picture of me below in the same swimsuit is funny because the day we took this picture, I had been sitting by my mother-in-law and cousin-in-law, telling them that I HAD to have this surgery so I could be comfortable in my own skin. Did I believe I would really get to have the surgery? No, not really. But after meeting with a plastic surgeon and him telling me I definitely needed it and finding out that since we had already met our deductible and (almost) out-of-pocket, the surgery would be significantly less, I knew that it was now or never. This last week, I got back to the gym for real workouts and I’m so glad to be back in there! Next week, I’m going to start running and see how that goes. Running is something I have always hated, but has been the best way for me to lose inches. Now with less weight up top, I’m hoping I enjoy it a little more! TBD…
We went back to Kansas for Christmas break and it was wonderful, despite having to come home a day early in hopes of not catching the 24-hour stomach bug that my adorable nephew was spreading.
That didn’t work. Matt got sick, Sloane got sorta sick and my stomach felt off for a few hours. We survived!
Kids went back to school after a few weeks off and I swear, they are STILL off on their sleep schedules! Sloane wakes up every day so tired (I continue to tell her that when she’s coming upstairs at 10 PM to tell us she wants us to come check on her that she will be so tired in the morning … but what do I know?!) and Reece snoozes his alarm until I go downstairs and make him get up! I should make them go to bed by 7 PM, but then they’d never see their father… so we deal with it!
Sloane had her First Reconciliation at church in early January. It’s a Catholic thing (just read about it here – thanks Wikipedia). 🙂 Let me tell you this… Sloane’s experience was 100 million times less scary and less stressful than my first time! Our priest in Sedan at the time of my first confession and first communion was a very, very old priest by the name of Father Steinburger. If his name doesn’t scare you, then nothing will! He was not the friendliest old man and when he smiled, you sometimes were waiting for God to appear, like this might be the day the world ended. Anyway, our experiences were entirely different. I sat at St. Josaphat, where we attend church and where Sloane had her first confession, and had tears in my eyes, thinking about how I couldn’t believe she was old enough to be doing this and how I certainly didn’t feel like it had been 28 years since I had done this (time is a scary thing sometimes)! Our priest had told parents that it would be a nice gesture for all of US to go to confession as well, to show our kids that it is not a scary thing and something we should all do more often. So I did. And Matt did. And we both looked at each other thinking, “Sloane… you are so lucky that wasn’t Father Steinburger!” (Matt also did his first confession with father and was equally as terrified).
Reece has been going to a reading teacher for extra help during the school day for over a year now and last week, we got a note that he had improved enough that he didn’t need to go anymore! We were super proud of him! Now… if I could just get my kids to love reading books. They LOVE to be read to… we’ve been doing it since they were little babies. But when it comes to reading to themselves, BY themselves… nope. In fact, Reece said that his favorite subject in school is reading. But if he were President, he would eliminate reading from school. Yeah, I don’t get it either.
The temperature in Chicago reached 52 below last Wednesday, so the kids were out of school Wednesday, Thursday (still cold temps) and Friday (teacher inservice day). I know I blogged about this back when we lived in Minneapolis, but this was not the first time we had experienced these temperatures. When we lived in Minne, it did this on REPEAT… when I had two little ones who were suppose to go to preschool. But preschool kept getting cancelled (because duh, it was friggin’ cold) and we could never leave the house. And that was the winter I told Matt I couldn’t do another Minnesota winter. I had survived four. I was good! (PS. We love you MPLS and Emily and Annie and Krista and the kids and the lakes and my family and my McDonald’s at Southdale and Broder’s Takeout!)
My sister, her husband and kiddos came up to visit us last weekend! They were suppose to come a few weekends before but the weather was going to be gross, so they cancelled (and the weather ended up being fine… because “my luck”). But rescheduled for this weekend! It was so fun having them here! My niece is four and she just plays with my kids and tries to sneak Paw Patrol toys or Matt’s money into her plastic Fisher Price caboodle (in her defense, Matt’s money WAS on the outside of his wallet, plain as day, for her to see and swipe). My nephew is one and every bit of a 1-year-old and little boy! He’s into everything (half of my house was sitting on my dining room table) and eats all the time! We spend the majority of our time following Cohen around, eating, drinking beer and laughing. A lot. It’s glorious!
My brother and sister-in-law and nephew will be here in a few weeks and I guarantee we will be doing the same things with them. Except Anderson likes to clean – CLEARLY, he is my nephew – so we will be doing demonstrations with the Dyson while he is here.
And that’s about it! Between Christmas, surgery, lots of bouts of snow, dance classes, swim lessons, after-school programs, Catechism, basketball games, laundry, dinner, etc., we have swung right into February without even knowing it.
It’s in these times that I know I need to savor my kids being at home, enjoy them at this age and soak it up because it will all be over in a flash. Like 28 years later, I’ll be crying because it will have felt like I was just watching my oldest daughter at her first confession…
And I’ll be beautiful and 64.
Mom, is this what you mean when you say, “Where did the time go?”
PS. My mom is not 64. She’s only 61, the new 31. 🙂
Have a good Thursday, friends! See you back here tomorrow for some FRIDAY FAVORITES!
PS. HOW ABOUT THOSE K-STATE WILDCATS?! 🙂 No. 1 in the Big 12, baby!