Back to it…and Maelie survives Daycare (gasp!)

January 25, 2011 by · 1 Comment

My sweet, precious daughter is 7 1/2 months old. She is cute, she laughs, she “sings”, she rolls over and is “beginning” to crawl (aka: wiggle herself everywhere), she chows down her baby food…she does all those awesome things that a 7 1/2 month old does. I love each and every day I spend with her.

But I DON’T love…what’s left of the baby belly.

I don’t just sit around. Goodness, I have a baby, which is enough to keep me busy all day long! When I have time I squeeze in some Pilates, and I make a conscious effort to run up and down our very steep staircase at least ten times a day. (That’s gotta be good for the butt, right?)

But I still have the baby belly…and I’m not really sure it’s going to go away.

I mean…I trained for a 5k for 2 1/2 months AND I actually ran the whole thing. But once it was over, I kind of lost my motivation to get up at 6 a.m. to go for a run. (Gee, I wonder why?!) I did squeeze back into my pre-prego jeans, but let’s be honest, they don’t fit like they used to.

So, really, I’ve got to make a decision here.

Either go hard core (no pun intended) and lose this thing or buy some bigger pants.

My sweet friend, Alison, decided to come to my rescue and force strongly encourage me to go for a run with her this morning.

So she picked me up and we headed to the community center to use the track.

(You can see how much I go here as I don’t even remember the actual name of where we went!) The one catch? No kids allowed.

Maelie would have to go to DAYCARE for an hour.

(I swore off daycare ages ago.)

But I decided it would be good for her AND me…and so I delivered her to the room, signed her in, and held back the tears. I can do this, I can do this, I chant to myself.

And I did. Of course I thought about her while we were running, but it was ok. I’m definitely not ready to leave her there for hours at a time, but today was a big step.

I CAN leave her for for a little while.

It was a good day.

Run…check.

Learning to let go a little bit…check.

A teeny-tiny part of my baby belly gone…check.

Sig

Filed Under: being mommy

Why I Write

January 24, 2011 by · 1 Comment

To stay sane? That might be the most honest answer.

But there is so much more to it than that.

I’m a writer…it’ s what I do.

If not on a blog or paper or in my journal, it’s in my head.

I’m constantly formulating what I’ll write about next.

That’s why I was beyond thrilled when my husband agreed to a separation this past week…in the blogging world, anyway.

For the past six years we have kept a blog together, Schroeder Scribblings. It is almost entirely devoted to the five years we spent in Indonesia and most recently, our transition back to the States.

I love it…it’s great, and if you want to know more about us than you ever dreamed possible, head on over there and check it out.

But it’ s time for me to have my own space.

You see, I’m on this journey. It’s an interesting one. First and most importantly, I’m figuring out what it’s like to be a mommy… at age 32.

I’m still working on being the best wife I can be to my amazing husband.

I still desire to make something of my life…yet be content with whatever that “something” is. I’m still transitioning back from five years spent in a developing country…hence, it is impossible for my life to ever be what it was before. And in the middle of this journey, my husband and I are more actively than ever before evaluating our relationship with God and what it truly is to be a follower of Christ.

We are learning so much… so much that I think I could already write a book about it.

:)

I love the life I’ ve been given.

It doesn’t look at all like what I pictured ten years ago, but that’s ok. It’ s even better.

And I want to write about it.

Thanks for visiting…and I hope you’ll come back, kick off your shoes, and stay awhile.

Going barefoot is the best.

Sig

Filed Under: writing
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