I used to take class 5-6 times per week. This morning, I gave myself "class" (half of barre) in my living room, holding onto the entertainment center, on the carpet, while my kiddo played under my feet... for the first time in months. A 34-week pregnant belly is not extremely graceful, but it felt so good to stretch and really use my feet.
(Ignore the rest if you don't want to hear my whining! I'm just documenting it for myself so that next time I have a bad day I can look back and remember that they do happen every so often.)
After "class" I shimmied myself into non-pregnancy tights and swtiched out into pointe shoes. I was hoping "I" would quietly entertain himself. No such luck. The dogs were constantly underfoot so I confined them in their crate (which met with much whining... in fact, they whined the entire time I was trying to get the shot). "I" seemed to be quietly playing downstairs but eventually it turns out that he
1) pulled half of his toys off of their shelves and randomly dumped them on the floor 2) took the box of leftover pizza out of the fridge, picked off the olives and spread crumbs all over the kitchen floor
... after I cleaned up the downstairs mess and got him a "squeezy yogurt" snack he came upstairs and...
3) left the drippy yogurt container on his window seat cushion 4) pulled out most of his books and toys and artfully arranged them around his room 5) pulled a cord out of his warm window covering...
after I cleaned up the upstairs I deposited him on the couch watching the Leap Frog Letter Factory movie and went to console myself in the shower. I came back to find he had...
6) ripped apart a page in one of our really nice pop up books.
Can I be done single parenting yet???
On a more photography related note... I have added yet another item to the wishlist for our next house. A room large enough to accomplish a picture like this, with good light and no big furniture to contend with! We'll see how close I come to getting that wish granted.
(Ignore the rest if you don't want to hear my whining! I'm just documenting it for myself so that next time I have a bad day I can look back and remember that they do happen every so often.)
After "class" I shimmied myself into non-pregnancy tights and swtiched out into pointe shoes. I was hoping "I" would quietly entertain himself. No such luck. The dogs were constantly underfoot so I confined them in their crate (which met with much whining... in fact, they whined the entire time I was trying to get the shot). "I" seemed to be quietly playing downstairs but eventually it turns out that he
1) pulled half of his toys off of their shelves and randomly dumped them on the floor 2) took the box of leftover pizza out of the fridge, picked off the olives and spread crumbs all over the kitchen floor
... after I cleaned up the downstairs mess and got him a "squeezy yogurt" snack he came upstairs and...
3) left the drippy yogurt container on his window seat cushion 4) pulled out most of his books and toys and artfully arranged them around his room 5) pulled a cord out of his warm window covering...
after I cleaned up the upstairs I deposited him on the couch watching the Leap Frog Letter Factory movie and went to console myself in the shower. I came back to find he had...
6) ripped apart a page in one of our really nice pop up books.
Can I be done single parenting yet???
On a more photography related note... I have added yet another item to the wishlist for our next house. A room large enough to accomplish a picture like this, with good light and no big furniture to contend with! We'll see how close I come to getting that wish granted.
2 comments:
He would get along so well with my 2yr old. She isn't happy unless she is getting into everything and anything. She is a tornado in princess shoes. Love your journaling and such a lovely photo. Wonderful processing.
Look at you!! Beautiful!! Oh silly little boy! Next time call us up on Skype and the kiddos can chat!
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