Well this week was eventful!
My crazy, enthusiastic baby girl got so excited about walking and running that tripped and fell head first into the coffee table. She cut her forehead and had to get 5 stitches! Poor thing. I was on my way home from school with my phone on silent when it happened. When I looked at my phone I saw 11 missed calls from Jason and knew something was wrong. He likes to say that he wasn’t freaking out but he totally was.
Once the bleeding was taken care of, she didn’t even seem to notice it because she is so tough! She was actually more angry about having to sit still than about being hurt. Jason said that he thinks she’s going to be an athlete since she gets hurt, gets back up, and wants to keep playing.
I’m really mean and I call her “Franken-baby” now….maybe I’m insensitive. She’s still the cutest though, so it’s ok!
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In other news, my new years resolution of waking up at 5 am was a total bust!! I tell Jason every night to kick me out of bed. So in the morning when he follows through with his end of the deal, I get angry, whine about it, and then go sleep on the couch for another hour! The 5 am version of myself is 5 years old.
I did do it ONE day though. And there’s really only one way I’ll ever do it again. I have to have my clothes ready to go the night before…
…my pre-workout drink and post-workout breakfast/coffee needs to be ready to go and calling my name…
…and I have to have some good reading material that I look forward to catching up on.
On Monday, all of these things lined up and I managed to get my lazy butt out of bed. I’m always super proud and impressed with myself when I finish my workout. I feel like such a big kid with my life together instead of the shambly mess that I really am.
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And for some dental humor:
There is a tongue condition that is called “scrotal tongue.” I’m not lying. (It’s not as gross as it sounds (unless you’re grossed out by the mouth in general, then it’s probably not your cup of tea)).
And to go with the scrotal tongue, we have special sanitation precautions that we use for the x-ray sensors…..
Interpret it as you will.
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Ps. Jason and I did Insanity’s Plyometric Cardio workout last night and it almost killed me…and now I can’t move.
Mouthy Marathon Mom 