Well, our Thanksgiving weekend has been a bit of a mess. The actual day of Thanksgiving was good, however we did spend over 5 hours in the car driving back and forth to Del Rio. That in itself was a true adventure. For the last 30 minutes, Kirstynn cried bloody murder. And honestly, it drove me to the insane asylum.... She is usually so good in the car so that is why it was so unexpected. By the time we got back onto 1604 inside San Antonio, I gave my parents and sister a show in the car lane beside us. I was sooooofrusturated (Addison was now crying too) and all I could do was laugh. I rolled down my car window and hung my head out grabbing my throat and acting like I was being noosed. My parents thought it was hilarious but we sure got a few stares from the other holiday travelers...
Fast forward to Friday and I now knew why Kirstynn was crying so much - she came down with a full fledge cold! And I was so nervous because Thomas had had strep throat earlier in the week so I drug her to the ER Pedi clinic to make sure she was ok before the weekend started. Luckily (and FYI for my mom readers) the pedi said it was VERY VERY rare for infants to get strep - so she didnt have that and her ears and throat looked good. Paid my $30 co-pay to find out it was an old-fashioned cold and that it would be better in the week and to treat with tylenol. Whew... Worth it for the piece of mind.
Saturday evening Kirstynn was acting more like herself so we took off to Schlitterbaun to see their version of Winter Wonderland. Thomas and I even gave up box seats to the Spurs to go see this thing. Now - first I must say we were very appreciative to our step siblings for getting us free tickets and inviting us. Second - the first 5 minutes were beautiful and magical. After that - chaos. And I spent all day talking up snow to Addison and it ended up being bubbles.... So crowded and there were stairs galore *NOT good for people with 2 strollers*!
Anyway, we left and were planning on having my parents babysit and going out for a friends birthday party. BUT on the way home, I started getting the chills and coughs and yuckiness all over. I told Thomas that I know were were planning on being grown ups for the night, but with Kir sick and me sick - lets just call it even and go home. So we did.
Fast forward once more to today and I am so sick I can barely get out of bed and am practically biting everyone's heads off because all I want to do is sleep and drink my NyQuil... Well as much as I wanted it to - that doesn't happen - wanna know why? Because now my husband cannot breathe. Keep in mind he had a "pnenmothorax" or collapsed lung a year ago and there is a significant risk it could happen again. So - as I write this in my flurried panic to keep myself busy and in between blowing my nose and checking Kirstynn for a fever, Tjee is in the ER getting a chest xray to see if he has to spend the next 5 days in the hospital with a chest xray.... UGH!! SOMEONE PINCH ME!
For the icing on the cake, my step dad woke up a cold leg (and he has had strokes in the past) so he went to the emergency room too. Thank the heavens for my dear mother who has been helping keep Addison so she doesn't get this and letting me rest while little KiKi rests... I adore her. We'll keep you updated on the latest.
Well, I did it. I ran the 13.1 miles in 2 hours and 42 minutes. I didn't beat my old time, but I didn't take longer either. I did it in exactly the same time pre-Kirstynn. And it was all worth it.
With 30,000 people running it, we started in a pretty big traffic jam and were finally let off on the side of the highway and walked about half a mile to the starting line. Once in the starting line, there were 30 corrals and I was in 19 so I didn't start until almost a full hour after the first gunfire went off.... But once we got there, it was awesome.
I felt the surge of emotion almost immediately.. I got teary not at the end when crossing the finish line, but at the beginning - knowing I was really doing this and the pride was amazing. I ran non stop and without getting very tired until mile 7. The crowd was cheering and the bands were playing....
Mile 7-10 was tough... I was then counting the minutes and looking HARD for the mile markers. Toenails and calf muscles started hurting...
Mile 10 was a breaking point. I walked. From there until mile 12 was a walk/run race... I did my best, but I was tired.....
We finally got our gelpack around 12 and I got my surge seeing the finish line and jogged my way to 13.1!
Then the pain really started (NOTE: pain from running comes after running endorphins stop.... )but I immediately started planning for next year!
All in all, I am a proud woman, wife and mother. This is something I can show my children-where not everything feels good. Where sometimes the intrinsic reward and hard work alone is worth paying $90 and feeling close to your breaking point for.
And I hope I get better and faster. And in the years to come, Addison and Kirstynn can be at the finish line waiting for me and can be proud of me too. Heck, maybe even one day we can run it together....
On a side note, Kirstynn has said her first words... Bye bye. She opens and closes her fists and says buhbuh. Its so darn cute! Cant say that I wish it wasn't Mama, but I'm working to make sure that is next.... :) Or trying to although Addison keeps after me saying "No mom, she's gonna say sister".... That would be ok with me too....
Well, our trip was actually a success! Addison wore her panties without any plastic protection the entire way with NO accidents! Yeah! I am so proud of her! She has "trouble" every now and again and its usually because she is playing and doesn't want to stop but overall it has been easier than I thought.
This Sunday is my big day to run my 13.1 miles in the San Antonio First Annual Rock N Roll Marathon. I am really excited and a little bit nervous. For those that don't know, I actually ran one once before a few years ago after Addison and my time was 2 hours and 42 minutes. My only goal in this race is to beat that one! There are 30,000 people running and bands playing every mile!
Kirstynn is pulling up and even attempting to climb up the stairs now. I am having to gate everything up now and watch her constantly. If I remember correctly - this is the hardest time. Until they can understand "no" and learn how to talk - they are a recipe for disaster. Everything goes in their mouths and they can crawl so fast that it doesn't take even 20 seconds for her to get across the room. Keeping me on my toes, that is for sure! Still not teeth though.. I am wondering if we are going to have to buy her dentures for her first date!
Addison is doing really well with her potty training. There have been a few accidents (only #1 - not even one for #2) but most are because she is playing and just doesn't want to stop. I am learning along with her and pretty much know I must MAKE her stop after about 25-30 minutes and make her go. We are taking a 3+ hour trip to Houston this weekend for my step sister's baby shower and I am really debating with myself as to whether I should go for it and just make frequent stops or do it the easy way and throw on a pull-up! I would just hate for her to have an accident and then have to sit in a wet carseat the rest of the way. They do have these plastic panties though and that would be a compromise and still save her chair so I will probably do that. Kirstynn got her first taste of apple juice last night and today has had the runs and an awful diaper rash. I guess she just wasn't ready or we didn't water it down enough. We just thought we were shaking it up a bit and giving her a little treat. Go figure - we end up abusing her and making her poor little bottom red and sore... Work had 500 layoffs this week so it has been tense and difficult. I have kept mine for now and am extremely thankful. We cannot control what happens so I am just trying to stay focused and do that best I can. Its just very sad because a lot of close friends were affected and it doesn't seem fair. All in all though, I am optimistic and exciting about the future. Obama is our next president of the United States of America and I have faith that change is coming! God Bless the USA!