We just finished putting away all the fallout from Jasper’s first birthday party. Here we are last year at this time and this year. While Jasper only aged a year, I apparently aged about 10 (note to self….fix hair more often and schedule a coloring appt!!)
I spent much of yesterday tracking Rocky Raccoon online in between handing over my iphone to Jasper. Is doing a long run, a tempo run, a yoga class, a trip to a farm with a one year old, and hosting a one year old’s birthday all in one weekend the equivalent of running a hundred miler?….no it’s probably harder 🙂 Actually, I enjoyed following the race online and was quite content doing my own runs this weekend.
I am looking forward to Jasper walking. He is close. Everyone says it’s harder when your kid starts walking. He’s in a “mama must carry me at all times” kinda phase. At least if he was walking if I set him down he wouldn’t just be crawling around in dirt…like at the farm trip yesterday. Ever carry 22 pounds for 48 hours with a big bag slung over your shoulder? It gets old fast. Jasper doesn’t really like a stroller unless I am running with it. I may have to break out the Ergo carrier again. In yoga today I realized my arms were sore from carrying a now toddler. Sad, but true.
Ok, I am alone in the house with half a birthday cake and a sleeping Owl. I think I may end up with a sugar high tonight….