Changes

This is my last week of maternity leave. As of next Monday, I need to figure out how to get up, feed Elliot, get showered and ready, and be out the door by 8:45am. Oh, and I'd like to run in the morning again too. Did I mention that? My biggest fear isn't being late for work-- it's not having time to run. Yet another one of those "just see what happens" situations, I'm trying to be laid back about it.

I'm back to happily running 5 milers, regardless of weather. Last Wednesday the windchill was 10 and I went out for just 3 because E was with me and it was so cold. I felt like the worst mother ever. I put the plastic bubble (his microclimate) over the BOB, which in a headwind was like pushing a rock uphill. The whole time I was freaking out about whether he was warm enough. I got home and immediately ordered the warmest down baby snowsuit ever. It came today and we tried it on him... he cried from being too warm. Bingo.

Saturday's snow kept me from running though- something about childbirth made me less hardcore- so I climbed stairs instead. 100 floors total. I still feel it today, and even the 5 mile run didn't work the soreness out of my legs. I need to do that more often.

Elliot's becoming a real human. He rolls over, holds his head up 90 degrees, giggles, interacts, grabs things... can he stop growing now? This stage is really super cute. Oh, and he's sleeping in 4-6 hour blocks now- no more waking me up every two. Winner.