Sunday, July 31, 2011

First Camping Trip

We've been waiting for the girls to be potty trained to attempt camping with them.  I just couldn't imagine dealing with diapers and such when the nearest hot water and soap is a long (or at least a lot longer than at home) walk away (no motor home for us, we rough it all the way, sort of.  I do insist on having a real bathroom with showers).  So this weekend we finally gave it a go.  And after about the umpteenth trip to the restroom I decided it just might have been easier when they were younger and in diapers.  I don't know how many times I would have to go, so I'd ask the girls if either of them had to go potty.  Of course they didn't, but the second I got back one would have to go.  Then as soon as I got back with her the other would have to go.  Grrr.  And a couple times me and Olivia both had to go but Paul wasn't around to watch Kayley so she'd have to come with us but she'd keep saying, "I don't need to go potty!" over and over and I couldn't get it through her head that me and Olivia did and she had to come with us because I couldn't leave her alone.


Other than that, though, it was fun.  Paul's company has some property on a beautiful lake that the employees can camp at for free.  So our campsite was right on the lake, with a view of Mt. Rainier.  The girls really enjoyed feeding the ducks and building/sitting around a campfire.  They got their first taste of s'mores, which they weren't too keen on (although they love all 3 ingredients individually).  They enjoyed sleeping in the tent but they were afraid to go to bed without us so they ended up staying up way too late which made for some super cranky kids on Saturday, but Kayley took a nap so she was better that evening but they stayed up really late again Saturday night and then we woke up to rain early Sunday morning.  We put them in the car still in their pjs with Nemo on the DVD player while we quickly packed up and took off.  We were out of there by 8:30 which is amazing considering we can barely leave the house before 11:00 on most mornings when we're not tearing down tents and loading all kinds of camping equipment into the SUV.

All in all, it went fairly well but it might be a few years before we try it again...

Feeding the ducks

Playing in the lake

Helping our friend John build a fire (he and his wife just stopped by for s'mores Friday night)

Enjoying the campfire

Monday, July 25, 2011

Disgusted

I haven't talked weight loss in awhile, mainly because there's none to talk about!  After having an awesome May, losing 9.2 pounds, including 2 while on vacation in Hawaii, I have since gained most of it back.  Last I knew, anyway, I had gained back around 6, and I'm not sure if I've gained any more or not because I'm too scared to weigh myself.  For some reason I have just been horrible since early June and I can't seem to get back on track.  So today I'm hoping to make a fresh start.  I'm just so disgusted, once again, that I let this happen.  Before the 9 pound loss I was struggling for the longest time with just losing and regaining the same 3 or 4 pounds over and over.  I never gained 6, just 3 or 4, every time.  Why couldn't I have only gained 3 or 4 this time, instead of 6?  Then I would still be down 5 or 6 instead of only 3 or less.  Grrr.
Also, while I've still been exercising fairly regularly, I haven't really been running very much.  Ever since I finally completed C25K several months ago I haven't been keeping up with it, let alone working up to 3 miles (when I left off I could run for 30 minutes/between 2.25 and 2.5 miles).  Now, when I run I only run anywhere from 10-20 minutes.  So, I'm going to start C25K again, but this time instead of running for time, I'm going to run for distance.  So, for instance, if it says to run 5 minutes or 1/2 mile, I'm going to run 1/2 mile (which will take me longer than 5 minutes) instead of just 5 minutes.  And I'm not going to start at the very beginning but at about week 4.  Let's hope I can turn this around.  I was SO close to fitting into some summer clothes I haven't worn in a long time and now I've ruined my chance and will have to hope for NEXT summer.  Sigh.

Vacation and Date Night

This summer is just flying by!  I can't believe it's almost August.  We spent last week at Crescent Bar, the 2nd of 3 trips there this summer.  As always, it was really fun but the best part was leaving the girls with Grandma and Grandpa overnight for a romantic getaway to the Cave B Winery and Inn.  We did some wine tasting, took a dip in the pool, had dinner, drank wine on our balcony and just had a wonderful, relaxing time.  We rarely go on date nights so this was a big splurge and really special.




Folding doors between the tub and the rest of the room

The pool


The main lodge and restaurant and some grapes



The rest of the week was a typical week at CB-lots of swimming and laying by the pool, several boat rides to various beaches to hang out and let the kids play in the sand, etc.  It did rain one day, which is unusual for this time of year, but for the most part it was hot and sunny and much better than here at home.

The girls are really getting brave in the pool.  They will both put their faces in the water and "kick and paddle", although it's more of a flailing of limbs than actual kicks and strokes, and they will jump in from the edge without being caught and go completely under (they wear arm floaties).

This weekend we are taking them camping for the first time and then a few weeks later it's back to Crescent Bar for a week.  Before you know it summer will be over.  It's amazing how fast it goes.

Saturday, July 16, 2011

SUYL- How We Told Our Families

It's been awhile since I've participated in Kelly's Korner 's Show Us Your Life Fridays.  Today's topic is how we shared with our husbands and families that we were pregnant.

Paul and I found out together.  Actually, he cheated and found out about 2 seconds before me.  We had done IVF in June of 2007 and our beta (blood test at the RE's office) was scheduled for July 5th.  I definitely wanted to test at home before that, but had a hard time deciding on the best time to do that.  I didn't want to test the day before, on the 4th, because the July 4th holiday and the party we were going to would have been ruined by a negative result.  I didn't want to test the morning of the 3rd (a Tuesday) or the 2nd (Monday) because I had to work and wouldn't have been able to if I got a negative result.  And anytime before then would have been too early (although I'm pretty sure I would have gotten a positive result on Sunday the 1st if I would have been brave enough to test, but I was just too scared).  So I decided the best thing to do would be to go in for my beta on Thursday morning the 5th, then come home and test before they called with the results.  That way, I would still find out in the privacy of my own home and not over the phone but still had a buffer of time in case of a negative result (I had taken the whole day off work as either way, postivie or negative, I wouldn't have been able to work, and if negative I probably would've called in sick on Friday and just taken a long weekend to mourn).

So Thursday morning, Paul (who had also taken the day off) and I went to the RE's for my blood draw.  When we got home I was just waiting to have to pee so I could take the darn test.  Normally, I never have to wait very long to have to pee, but this time it seemed to take forever for my bladder to fill!  I remember being kind of worried that they were going to call with the results before I'd had a chance to test.  Finally, a few hours after getting home, I had to pee.  I did the test and set it on the counter without looking.  Then Paul and I decided to take a walk around our condo complex rather than just sit there in agony for 3 minutes.  When we returned from our walk, we raced upstairs and into the bathroom, but he was ahead of me and right before I got through the bathroom door I heard him say, "you're pregnant!".  I grabbed the stick, saw those two lines and we just hugged and cried.

After we calmed down, we got right to work calling our family.  They had know that we did IVF so they were expecting word one way or the other, so we didn't need to come up with any cute, clever way to announce it.  We called my mom first, and then his parents.  Then we called my dad, and then other family members.  Everyone was, of course, thrilled to death.  That night we went out for a nice dinner to celebrate.

The anniversary of this event was just 11 days ago and for the first time since, we forgot to acknowledge it in any way.  Usually every July 5th one of us will say to the other, "hey, today's the day we found out" or something like that, but this was the first year we forgot.  So I'm glad it's the topic this week so I could make up for it.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

4th of July Weekend

We spent the weekend at Crescent Bar and had a fabulous time.  The girls got to swim in the "big" pool for the first time, now that they're potty trained.  They are really getting brave, putting their faces in the water, jumping in and being thrown in the air and going under.  They'll be swimming like fish by the end of summer.

On Sunday we marched in the little parade that they do every year, and then the girls somehow managed to stay up for the fireworks show that night, despite Kayley having been up until almost midnight the night before (due to a long, late afternoon nap) and getting up at 8:00 AM and having no nap.  She is a freak of nature, that one.

Yesterday we had a late breakfast, hung by the pool, took a boat ride and then ate an all-american 4th meal of hamburgers, hot dogs, potato and macaroni salads, baked beans and chips.  Yum.



All decked out for the parade



Tuckered out