I had no idea how difficult it would be to fit workouts into my schedule — let alone blogging — once Oliver was born! The days just seem to fly by, and before I know it, it’s 3:00 PM and I haven’t even eaten breakfast.
I was trying to figure out where my days go, and I realized they usually unfold as follows:
We get out of bed between 9:00 and 10:00 AM (exhausted, of course, because he’s still waking to feed two or three times per night for 30 to 45 minutes). J heads off to work. I change and feed Oliver, which takes the better part of an hour, since he’s always quite ravenous when we wake up. By this time, he’ll be wide awake and wanting to be entertained, which means that yours truly remains unwashed and in pyjamas, since putting him down is not an option when he’s awake. About an hour and a half later, he’ll want another feed. If I’m lucky, I can get him to nap after this, which buys me an hour or so to start one of my three daily loads of laundry and/or some cleaning.
He always wakes up way too soon for his next feed and change, after which I hold him and do some one-handed vacuuming to try to get him back to sleep. If I succeed, I can finally get myself washed and dressed, and continue to work on the laundry. Then, I will suddenly realize I haven’t eaten anything, by which time he inevitably wakes up screaming for something or another. Sounds exciting so far, huh? 🙂 Of course, when we have an appointment or engagement of any sort — usually about twice a week — the entire un-schedule is thrown off and I accomplish even less.
Needless to say, my workout routine has been a complete washout and I have an ever-growing and increasingly urgent “to do” list, but at least my kid is fed and cleaned on a regular basis, so I guess that’s something to be proud of for the time being.
In the past two weeks I have managed to fit in precisely two workouts: one on the 29th of August, and one yesterday. Ugh. Add that to the fact that my parents were visiting from out of town for a week and a half (this means lots of indulgent and decidedly non-Paleo fine dining — not that I’m complaining :)), and suffice it to say, I haven’t made very much progress in my “lose the baby weight” challenge. I do have my “before” photos and scan results to post (as promised two weeks ago — sorry!), and will do so as soon as I can get some of my personal information blacked out on the scan PDFs.
J and I talked this evening and devised a plan, whereby he will call me about half hour before he leaves work and I will start feeding Oliver. As soon as he arrives home, I will hand over the kid and head off to do my workout. In theory, this should work. We will see how it goes.
We’re also back on the Paleo bandwagon again, though sadly, we have finished all of the frozen meals that J cooked before Oliver’s birth, so we’re going to need to be a little bit more organized in the meal planning department.
As far as my meagre two workouts go, my fitness has definitely suffered — quite badly — in the past two to three months. My first workout, two weeks ago, was to consist of six intervals of three minutes of running followed by two minutes of walking. During the second interval, my knee started hurting in the way it used to a few years ago when I had IT band issues. My ligaments were probably still quite loose from the pregnancy. I had to cut my running down to four intervals, and even that proved to be too much. My knee was very sore afterwards, and throughout the next day. After my run/walk, I did five rounds of 10 box jumps, 10 push-ups and 10 sit-ups.
1. I need a new sports bra to accommodate my newfound “assets.” Ouch!
2. I need new shoes. My feet grew during pregnancy and haven’t shrunk back.
3. I really, really need to get back into shape 😦
Yesterday, I did a quick workout consisting of 200 double-unders, 100 kettlebell swings (12 kg) and 50 push-ups.
1. Double-unders? What was I thinking (see point #1 above)?!
2. Push-ups are a lot more difficult than I recall them being. Or my upper body is a whole lot weaker.
3. Did I mention that I really need to get back into shape?
So, I have a lot of work to do in the fitness department. In terms of everything else, I feel like Oliver is starting to settle into a somewhat predictable routine, and that over the course of the next few weeks, I should have regular periods during the day where I can start to chip away at my big “to do” list, which incidentally includes some more serious and regular blogging. I have so much to write about these days!
Other than that, can you believe that little Oliver will be a month old tomorrow?! He is growing at an astonishing rate (about 12 ounces per week), and is physically very strong; in fact, amazingly so. He is holding his head up for longer and longer intervals, can move very short distances on his stomach (even climbed all the way over his “tummy time” pillow” once), and can roll over from his front to his back, which he first accomplished at a mere eight days old. He also has a thousand megawatt smile that truly makes all the little inconveniences worthwhile 🙂