A Birth Control Story

Like a Cinderella Story or the Princess Diaries, but about birth control and totally different. 

Happy Friday! I hope everyone had a great week - I'm sorry about not posting yesterday; the day got away from me and I just couldn't make it happen! Part of that has to do with some HUGE news that I will share as soon as I can, so keep checking in so you don't miss what's going on #deeptease

Today's post has to do with something that I am pretty passionate about, since it involves my health, and my health and longevity is obviously very important to me. Now the men reading might be like, this has nothing to do with me, but I say you're wrong and should keep reading. Let's be real here...do you have sex? Does your special lady friend/wife/baby mama use birth control (and if you don't know the answer to that question, shame on you). Or if you're a dad, you might want to keep this in mind for your daughter since it's kind of a big deal. 

And if you're a woman, it's on you to make sure you are in charge of your health. Use birth control or some sort of fertility method until you're ready to have kids, use condoms, be smart, don't ignore crazy health symptoms, etc. 

So here's my birth control story. 

I have been on some sort of birth control since I was in high school and my high school boyfriend's sister took me to Planned Parenthood because she was smart and knew we were crazy and hormonal and she didn't want a niece/nephew quite yet. I started off on the pill and that worked really well until I was 20 and got pregnant with my ex-husband (best surprise ever). 

I mean, look at how stunningly beautiful I was in high school...who wouldn't want a piece of that? (Btw...this picture is from when I was 14 and I most definitely was not doing the deed then - I'm not going to say when it actually happened, but it was definitely not at 14...way too young). 

Seriously though...black streaks in my hair, hemp necklaces...wow. 

Tangent time...how freaking cute is 1-year old Justin?? If you look under his nose, he has a scab from where he slammed his face into an end table while trying to walk. And then his right eye has a scab where he was bit by a pit bull. True story. One of my coworkers offered to babysit Justin and their dog bit him, completely unprovoked (he was just playing with toys). However this coworker also bragged on the regular about how he would "discipline" his dog by hitting her, so I don't blame the breed...I blame the moron who beats their dog. Lesson learned and luckily it was not as serious as it could have been had he been bit a bit more to the left.

Moving on...

To another tangent...can I get an "awwwwwwwww" for sweet and cute, little 18 month old Justin on a beach in Alaska? I mean, SERIOUSLY!! 

Okay, now seriously moving on and back to my story. 

After having Justin I decided to try something other than the pill, since I got pregnant while taking the pill. At first I tried the patch and I hated it - it was gross and made my skin break out and I just didn't like it. I eventually ended up getting the copper IUD and had it for approximately 4 years without any issues at all, until I had an unfortunate water skiing incident that knocked it loose. 

I'm not even kidding here guys...

No bullshit - this epic wipeout resulted in my IUD getting dislodged #naturedouche? Is that too much information? Oh well - stick with me because it's all important, I promise. 

Luckily I was actually getting ready to start my first egg donation a month after this, so I just stayed off of the birth control and got ready to pump my body full of all sorts of other hormones/medications!

Don't worry...I'll talk about my egg donation(s) experience in a later post.

While I was in the egg donation cycle, they had me take Yaz and let me tell you something...I loved Yaz. Love, love, LOVED it. My skin was clear and glowing for the first time ever and I was able to maintain my weight and I wasn't a raving lunatic once a month - it was the best. 

Unfortunately, while we were living in Massachusetts I started experiencing horrible migraines, usually for a couple of days during the week before that special time of the month. They were usually bad enough that I'd have to leave work and lay on the kitchen floor (it was cool) with the lights off until my migraine medicine kicked in. These migraines involved something called an aura - basically I would get tunnel vision and my eyesight would narrow with blurriness around the outside and lights bothered me immensely. I knew this wasn't normal or okay, so I went to my lady parts doctor who said it was probably due to my birth control and the hormones fluctuating too much and I should try a method that would keep my hormones more steady - so she gave me the Nuvaring. 

I hated it. 

Hate, hate, HATED. So I switched back to Yaz and decided I would just deal with the migraines and they're not a big deal...

Fast forward to a few years when we moved to Florida and I got a new lady parts doctor. After telling her about my migraines she said this is actually a huge concern and that she would not be willing to prescribe any combined-method birth control for me. You see, when you are taking a combined hormone birth control and you have migraines with an aura, it actually increases your risk of having a stroke. My doctor explained this is fairly new research, but she recommended I stop taking combined method birth control and switch to something that's either progestogen-only (mini-pill, the shot, the implant) or non-hormonal (copper IUD, condoms, diaphragm, rhythm method). 

I was super bummed because I actually loved taking Yaz and the positive side effects I experienced with it, but I didn't want to have a stroke (obviously) so I decided to try out the copper IUD again. 

I did not have a good experience with it the second time. I actually ended up gaining over 10 pounds that were primarily in my stomach, had horrible periods, terrible skin, and all sorts of other side effects...

We actually got married a month before I had the IUD removed and luckily I looked fantastic that day :-) Be humble, bitch sit down (it's a song...)

But I really did have a ton of issues with the IUD the second time - it had actually gotten lodged into my right ovary (which meant it hurt like a mother when they took it out) and that was causing a lot of inflammation which could be part of the reason for my bloating all the time. I also ended up getting diagnosed with PCOS around this time and was told I'd probably not be able to have any additional children naturally, which I talk more about in this post...at this point they put me on the mini-pill which is a progestogen-only pill and safe for people who suffer from migraines (especially with aura).

3 months after they told me I had PCOS and wouldn't be able to get pregnant naturally, I found out I was almost 4 months pregnant.

Needless to say, I wasn't overly worried about birth control until 8 weeks postpartum, when I started back up on the mini-pill and luckily I have not really had any issues with it. The biggest thing with the mini-pill is you have to take it at the same time every day and if you miss it by more than 3 hours, you will probably end up pregnant. Not. Even. Kidding. Also, I'd like to blame the fact that I still have baby (toddler?) weight to lose on the mini-pill, but I am capable of being honest with myself and saying that it's actually because I eat like a horse and drink too much wine/beer sometimes. I need to start practicing moderation with my moderation - don't think too hard about it and it will make sense. 

Also in regards to PCOS, I have not had any of the issues since having Jules and I do wonder if mine was just triggered by stopping birth control. I guess only time will tell - you better believe if I start experiencing weight gain, horrible skin, hair on my face, thinning hair, or any of the other myriad of symptoms I experienced after coming off Yaz, I will be going to the doctor and getting a full blood panel. 

To review all of the above:

I was not having sex at 14, I just think the picture is funny.

If you or someone you know (friend/wife/girlfriend/sister/mom) take birth control and experience migraine with aura, please urge them to discuss this with their lady parts doctor ASAP. 

The actual increase in the risk of stroke is a small one, but like I said earlier, I'm not effing around when it comes to my health. A stroke is a big, potentially fatal deal and it's not something I am okay risking, even if it means my skin sucks and I'm 10 pounds heavier (again, probably more to do with my "moderation" than anything). 

And if you are on the mini-pill like me make sure you take it at the same exact time every day or you'll get pregnant. 

Finally, I know you're all concerned about the state of my bathroom mirror. 

Yep! Still dirty...all of the other bathrooms have been cleaned, but I just haven't been able to get to our bathroom yet and my husband is working a bajillion hours so he hasn't been able to do it either. It's happening this weekend though. Hopefully (no promises). 

Other than cleaning my bathroom and folding laundry, we really don't have much planned on this glorious long weekend - Jules is doing much better so I think we might try to find a splash park somewhere? Maybe go to the beach if we decide we can handle the crowds? Grill some steaks or something on Monday?

How about you? What are your Memorial Day weekend plans? Please tell me you're having a BBQ and/or doing something super fun!

Oh and before I forget, I have an awesome deal for Le Tote! I actually kept another one of my dresses from my last box because I can't live without it, and I'm really excited about the next box that I'm getting early next week since it has THREE dresses that I saved on the app instead of the usual one or two. 

Use the code 20OFF3 to sign up and you'll get 20% off for 3 months. That's a seriously awesome deal, so if you're thinking about doing it I urge you to give it a shot for 3 months - that's only $47/month for the 4 articles of clothing, non-maternity box! And doing it for 3 months will give you a real taste for it and you can make an honest decision on whether you like it or not.

That's all I have for today - have a fantastic weekend!

What it is Wednesday!

Howdy ho, friends! How are you doing?

I am doing okay-ish...it seems that all of my emotions and stress from the past week are starting to catch up with me and manifest in some not so fun ways. For example, all of my muscles in my legs are cramping up all day/night long, I have a horrible stiff neck, and I am completely unable to fall asleep. Like I lay down at 9:30 and then my heart starts pounding and flopping around and I will start to fall asleep but jerk myself awake a million times until it's 1:30 and I know there's no way I'm getting up at 5 to work out. So that kind of sucks a lot! However I'm sure it will work itself out soon and I'll be back to normal in no time.

On the plus side, Jules took a couple of steps to get to me when I came home from work last night. Can I get a hallelujah?!?

Today I'm going to bring you another edition of WIIW, which is when I talk about some of the things that I'm totally loving or want to rant about. 

I actually don't have any new music to talk about this week...I KNOW!! I honestly have not been listening to much music since we've been in the hospital and then rushing around to appointments and whatnot. However one thing I have been doing, since I felt I needed some laughter in my life, is re-listening to all of the Straight Talk with Ross podcasts. I have been all caught up on the new episodes and decided to start back from the beginning, which has been a great decision since laughter is the best medicine and this shizz is FUNNY! 

I highly recommend you check it out if you like to laugh and love ridiculous people and shenanigans - and since you're reading this, I'm assuming you do. The podcast can be found online here and you can also listen through any podcast app that you might have on your phone. 

Let me know what you think if you check it out!

Another new absolute favorite thing for me right now?

I guess this is a two-fer because that expression on Julianna's face kills me "MOM, I'm EATING!! Get that camera outta my FACE

Let me tell you a little bit about Caramel M&M's. They're delicious, I love them, and you should get them. I don't like regular M&M's at all; like not even a little. But these caramel M&M's are so effing good - the caramel is the perfect consistency and everything just works together to make it one of my favorite candies of all time. Get them and thank me later. You're welcome. 

I love, love, LOVE baby raccoons. This little fella/lady was so freaking cute. Probably had rabies, but still SO cute. 

Another thing I'm loving so much right now?

Meme's about man rompers...

Just in case you're wondering how I feel about man rompers, I think these express it perfectly. 

Moving on.

What do you do when you've been super sick and cooped up in a hospital for several days and then stuck in the house for several more days and you finally get out?

Go to Target and browse all the stuff and things and try on hats. Obviously. She's definitely my daughter!

This picture has so many of my favorite things in it. My husband being all handsome and silly, Jules reenacting Lady and the Tramp with chips and her daddy, and a yummy Mexican restaurant with $3 happy hour margaritas and the best queso fundido of all time. 

If you check out the third picture, that's Julianna's new silly face. She goes "oooooooh" or "wowwwww" and makes that face and then giggles like a loon all the time right now and I love it. 

I'm so glad she's feeling better and acting like my silly little Jules again.

Speaking of silly little Jules...

When you're feeling lazy and don't want to lean forward to play on the iPad, why wouldn't you use your foot? So smart.

We've also started playing peekaboo/"where's Julianna" on the regs again since getting home from the hospital. She's such a good hider...

You may or may not know this, but I am about to have an 8th grader on my hands...

Those pictures are from his first day of school - he's already grown out of two shoe sizes (those were 11's and he's in 13's now) and is in a size large for shirts and 32x34 for pants. Like a real man.

I'll post a comparison picture after Friday, but holy crap.

I look way too young to have an 8th grader, right? 

Here's some link love for you...

This is so effing funny and makes me love Melissa McCarthy just a little bit more. 

If my house is a disaster when you come over, it's because I love you.

Finally, I'd be completely remiss if I didn't mention how freaking amazing and awesome my mom the cat/dog/toddler whisperer really is. She found a flight and flew down last Wednesday and has been such a huge help throughout this entire ordeal. I never would have asked her to help, but didn't need to since she's an amazing mom and knew we needed her. She has helped with doctor's appointments, getting Justin to/up for school, cooking, cleaning, drinking wine, helping me cope, etc. And I seriously don't know what we would have done without her - I would have made it work, but I'd be way more unhinged than I already am and that's scary. 

So thank you, mommy for being the best mom ever. Also, thank you Daddy Todd for telling mom to go when you knew she and I both needed it. Oh and thanks to my mom's boss for also being awesome and telling her to come down here and being so understanding (Hi Chris!). 

That about wraps things up for this week's edition of WIIW! I hope you found something funny/useful/amusing and noticed that my sense of humor and amazing personality is starting to shine through my writing again. Just think how amazing it would be had I actually slept more than a few hours the past couple of nights (or maybe it's better because I'm delirious?). 

What are your favorites/rants/whatevers that you want to tell me about? I'd love to hear what it is for you on this lovely hump day! Take care and I'll talk to you tomorrow! 

*mic drop*

Tuesday Catch-Up and Randomosity!

Happy not-Monday! It's always so much nicer when it's not a Monday, am I right? Today has me getting back into the swing of things, going back to work, and hopefully getting into a routine again. Which I think our entire family desperately needs!

Is anyone else a total creature of habit? I do love to do things spontaneously here and there - spontaneous beach trip, unplanned lobster dinner, winning the lottery (that would be nice...) - but for the most part, I do really well when I'm able to stick to my schedule.

Here's an example of my usual weekday schedule: 

5:00am - wake-up and convince myself to roll out of bed and work-out

5:30ish-6:40 - workout

6:40-8:00 - shower, get ready for work, get Jules ready for daycare, wake Justin up multiple times and remind him to shower/eat/brush his teeth/wear deodorant, run around like a chicken with its head cut off, make breakfast, run out the door 5-10 minutes behind schedule and rush to daycare/work

8:45-5:30 or so - #girlboss

6:00-7:30 - make dinner, clean up after dinner, try to play with Jules and talk to Justin before Jules has a tired-toddler melt-down, give her a bath, read story, put to bed, take a deep breath. 

8:00-9:30 - clean up more, prep meal for lunch the next day, eff around on Facebook/Snapchat/the 'gram, talk to my husband if he's not working, collapse into bed and hopefully fall asleep hardcore-style before waking up at 5 the next day and doing it all over again. 

I actually hope to do a day-in-the-life post once we get back into our normal schedule/routine and Jules is doing better, but you get the idea for now. Needless to say, being in the hospital and in and out of doctor's offices for the past week and half has really thrown our schedule for a loop. We were in the actual hospital for 3 nights and 4 days so my workouts and eating have not been where they normally would (and obviously I am okay with this since we had much more important things to worry about).

I think there are two types of people when it comes to dealing with stress - those who don't eat at all and lose weight and those who stress eat everything in sight and end up gaining weight. I'm the person who stress eats everything (especially carbs/cereal/chips) and even though the scale and I had broken up, I decided to check out the damage this morning to see where I am...let's just say that I now have 12 pounds of weight to get back down to pre-Jules weight instead of 7. Womp womp. 

Again, I'm not really super upset about it since we had so much more important things to worry about, but with my weight inching up and knowing in the back of my mind that I have issues with my blood pressure being close to the high-end of normal along with borderline pre-diabetic blood sugar, this is not really something I can just ignore. This isn't really so much about vanity and wanting to look good as it is about being healthy long-term so I can be around for a long-long time and not have any crazy health issues. So I am jumping back onto the workout train and trying to chill out on my eating/drinking and will hopefully be able to lose what I've gained in the past week and a half pretty quickly and then continue to chip away at the rest of it. Like I've said before, it's not that I'm obsessed with the number itself, but I am obsessed with getting my overall health itself back to normal/excellent. Too bad being able to do a million burpees isn't a health factor that doctor's look at because I am awesome at that. 

Moving on from that tangent, why don't we talk about other random crap that we've been up to outside of being in the hospital? The last time we really caught up was in my Fri-yay before Mother's Day post, which seems like it happened months ago!

Mother's Day weekend was a pretty nice weekend. Jules obviously wasn't feeling 100% so it was pretty low-key, but we did a lot of relaxing and goofing off, which is two of our favorite things to do!

All the cool kids wear bowls on their heads.

I obviously had to get a poke bowl...because duh. 

And I had to eat my Mother's Day cake - which I devoured over the course of the weekend. With a baby fork. While standing at the counter #icantimaginewhyicantlosethebabyweight

On actual Mother's Day, all I really wanted was to go for a run, have mimosas, take a long bath, and not have to cook any food myself. Which ended up happening pretty much 100% and it was GLORIOUS!

Jules and I woke up and went for my longest run since December. It was slow and hot and super sweaty with the humidity, but it was still a great run. 

Don't worry...Jules had sunblock slathered all over her little feet so they didn't get burnt - it was just too warm to have her in socks or cover her with a blanket and her ankle was swollen and tender at this point so I didn't want her to wear shoes or anything. Whenever we run I always give her a snack and water and she usually eats and drinks all of it and then takes a nap until we stop - easy peasy!

Then I came home to this...

And Jason made me an awesome breakfast. Then I was able to take a nice and relaxing bath before hanging out with Jules and watching movies on the couch for most of the afternoon. Finally Jason prepared some awesome steaks and crab legs for dinner that I scarfed down before meeting my BFF at the airport to bring her car seats and a stroller, since she was in town for the week on a Disney/beach vacation. 

Monday morning I woke up a bit later than usual and did my workout as planned...

Then I noticed Jules ankle was warm to the touch and we all know what happened then. 

We got home from the hospital early evening on Thursday and I did manage to fit in a couple of workouts on Friday and Sunday - just the strength training stuff; I wasn't in the mood for cardio. 

On a sidenote...here's where you can typically find our cats when they're not sleeping in a sliver of sunlight somewhere. They like to chirp at the birds/lizards that are outside on our patio. Sometimes a lizard will jump onto the door and the cats go nuts trying to chase them all over through the glass. It's insane. 

And that about sums up all of the non-illness/hospital related stuff we've been up to the past week and a half. It's not a lot, because the illness and getting Jules better has taken precedence and been at the forefront of everything, however I think I'm starting to see a light at the end of this tunnel. Jules is slowly putting more weight on her foot and was standing without support quite a bit yesterday, but she's still very timid and hesitant to take any steps. We had an appointment with the infectious disease doctor yesterday afternoon and he said it seems that she's responding to the antibiotics really well and we may even be able to stop them at two weeks instead of three, which would be amazing!

Cross your fingers that she'll be back to running around like a crazy toddler in the next couple of days! I'll be back tomorrow with another What it is Wednesday, since I actually have some fun stuff to talk about that I think you should know about!

Now I want to know, are you a stress eater and weight gainer like me, or are you one of the stress weight losers? I find that I turn to comfort food and all of the carbs whenever I am stressed. It's kind of crazy because when I look at the pictures from my workout on Monday compared to Friday, I can really tell a difference in my arm definition - I'm a lot more puffy in the pictures from Friday. But I know it will go away and I honestly just don't care that much at this point. I'm just extra swole and was carb-loading for the race...that I don't have scheduled. Or planned. It's just an excuse. Whatever. :-)

I'm at a Loss

Happy Monday, friends! How was your weekend? I hope it was an awesome one for you. 

I'm going to be completely honest here and let you know that I am really struggling right now. I have always been so good in a crisis. I remember this time when I was an idiotic 15 year old and was hanging out with some other idiotic teenagers and we were doing some things that we shouldn't have been doing and driving around the backroads on Spring Break. I was sitting in the middle of the front seat (we called that "riding bitch" and I still have a hard time not calling it that, even when it's Justin who has to sit in the middle #bestmomever *eye roll*). I didn't have my seat belt on because again, I was an idiot teenager, and we ended up getting in a pretty horrific car accident. I was the person who was the most injured but I remember being extremely calm and helping everyone out of the car and taking charge of the situation. Once we were at the hospital the doctors and nurses kept raving to my parents about how calm and mature I was, especially considering my age. 

Well that's something that I've always prided myself on. I am a very strong and composed person when I need to be, and this past week has been that type of a week. I sat and listened to everything the doctors and nurses said and did and remembered all of it so I could do research when they left so I could be better informed about everything that was going on. I couldn't cry and let myself feel my emotions while my daughter was thrashing about in pain and fear because if I did, who would take care of business?

This is all great for the crisis situation but now that we're out of it, I feel just completely drained and almost fragile like I might break or something. But I still can't break down and let myself go because if I do, who's going to take care of everything else? Jules still needs antibiotics 3 times a day for the next 2.5 weeks, has lots of dr appointments, has an open and oozing wound on her ankle that I have to dress and ensure we aren't having additional problems with, and she is extra clingy and tired and won't let me put her down even to go to the bathroom. On top of that, I have a 13 year old son who has been amazing throughout all of this, but he still needs me to be his mom. And then I have a husband who leaves every night to run into crazy and stressful situations and needs me to support him in that. 

So I am struggling a bit on the inside right now. I teeter between being so grateful that we seem to be getting out of the woods with Julianna right now and then trying not to cry because I haven't been able to get that out yet and probably won't until I eventually break down in the bathroom alone or something. 

I go back to work tomorrow (my mom is still here and will help with Jules) and then Jules will go back to daycare probably on Thursday as long as her incision site is scabbed up. I think getting  back into our routine is going to help me shake this feeling of almost being numb on the inside a lot and I'm actually really looking forward to it. I have also been able to work out almost every day since coming home from the hospital and that seems to help a lot as well.

However while I was trying to come up with a blog post for today I was really struggling and didn't really know what to put. I'm not feeling particularly funny or clever right now and I know that's probably what most of you have come to expect from my posts. So instead I'm just being honest and putting it out there that I'm kind of at a loss. 

I do think that it will start getting better tomorrow so let's all cross our fingers and hope that tomorrow's post is filled with all sorts of shenanigans and ridiculousness because I hate feeling this way just as much as you probably don't enjoy reading it!

Now that I've gotten that out of the way, here are some fun pictures of stuff we did this weekend. Jules spirits have really been up and she's getting back to her crazy, silly self. 

She's still not walking at all, but I think it will probably happen in the next day or so. Today she actually put full weight on her left leg and kind of shuffled over the my iPad, so we're almost there! Instead of walking she's just crawling everywhere or "walking" on her knees when she wants to use her hands. Or she's just having me carry her everywhere since she won't let me put her down.

We've obviously been taking it pretty easy 90% of the time, but decided to get out of the house and go for a short hike on Saturday morning, which ended up being a really great time. We were all able to work up a bit of a sweat and Jules really enjoyed being outside. As we were walking (I obviously wore her the entire time), she kept pointing and saying "that" to everything, meaning she wanted to know what it was. And then she kept wanting to touch the trees and point at all of the wildlife. 

For wildlife we ended up seeing a pretty big alligator, a baby alligator chasing a bird, and baby raccoon that was super effing cute. It climbed up a tree to get away from us and Jules kept pointing at it and saying "dog". No, not dog...don't pet. 

Justin was happy to be done with the hike when we got back to the end of the trail though...

2 miles is way too much for this kid. I think it's worth noting he's wearing a grumpy cat shirt and grumpy cat socks #fashionista

Other than that short adventure, we've been doing a lot of laying around and playing with blocks and changing multiple awful diapers that are due to the crazy antibiotics she's on. 

I hope to be back tomorrow with something super fun and exciting, but no promises. 

I hope you all have an amazing day and week. 

Trust Your Instincts (with an awesome deal at the end!)

Hel-looooooo friends! It's been so long and I hate that I wasn't able to at least drop in once this week to say hi and let you all know what's going on, but I had some serious mom business to take care of. 

My sweet Princess Jules has been in the hospital since Monday afternoon. If you've been reading regularly then you know that Jules has been sick for a couple of weeks. At first we thought it was hand, foot, and mouth, but then she was diagnosed with croup. Croup sucks, but we've dealt with it once before and we assumed it would be a quick round of steroids, she'd feel crappy for a week, and then be up and running before we could catch our breath. 

On Thursday I noticed she was limping and favoring her left leg. Eventually she stopped walking completely and I knew that wasn't okay and took her to her pediatrician who said it was very likely transient synovitis and not a concern. On Saturday I noticed her ankle was really swollen so we took her to the urgent care where they took x-rays and said nothing was broken and she wasn't acting "sick" so it wasn't an infection and she should be fine in a day or two. By this point my mommy-powers were kicking in and I knew something was wrong, even though everyone else kept insisting she was fine. 

"She got stepped on - it's a hairline fracture"

"Maybe she fell at daycare and has a small toddler fracture"

"It's just transient synovitis and she'll be back to running around by Monday"

Monday morning rolled around and Jules still wasn't herself...

Per our normal routine, I woke up early and was ready to work out - Jules woke up with me and watched an entire movie on the couch, which is not normal for her; she's usually good for 15-45 minutes before she ends up on the floor crawling all over me while I try to finish my workout. On top of not acting like herself, she still wasn't walking and refused to put any weight on her foot or let me touch it. Then I noticed her ankle was discolored and warm to the touch and the warning bells went off in my head. 

Something is wrong here. 

I called her doctor and they got her in immediately that morning - by this point she was running a low-grade fever as well. Her pediatrician became concerned, especially since the fever was a new symptom and referred us to a pediatric orthopedic doctor across town. The orthopedic doctor ordered some additional x-rays and confirmed there weren't any breaks, but she was concerned about the fever and the fact that Julianna's ankle was warm to the touch.

She explained she needed us to go to the hospital and admit Jules so they could do an MRI of her ankle, since she was worried about an infection of the joint at this point and wanted to rule it out. 

Hospitals are not conducive to good pictures - I'm sure you understand.

I'm not going to get into all of the details of the hospital stay - Jules had an MRI which was inconclusive and then ended up having surgery to drain fluid from her ankle to run tests. They did find some significant infectious liquid in Julianna's joint and started her on antibiotics with an official diagnosis of septic arthritis, which is a very scary thing to read about on Google. Luckily the doctor said there shouldn't be any long-term effects or damage because we caught it so early. 

Needless to say, this has been an emotionally exhausting and trying week. Not only was my daughter in the hospital for 3 nights and 4 days, my 13 year old son was on his own for a lot of time 45 minutes across town. We had a cousin who came and stayed with him for two of the nights, but Justin was on his own to get ready for school and make dinner and pick up after himself - my heart and mind were all over the place with my daughter in the hospital and my son at home. I had to hold my daughter down on the table while they placed an IV in her arm multiple times due to the ports closing up and hold her while they put her under anesthesia and then put on my other hat and Facetime Justin to make sure he walked the dog and did his homework. 

We're so lucky to have the friends and family we have - everyone was happy to help us where we needed it and my mom flew down on Wednesday and is staying a week to help us out. Which we especially need considering I haven't slept more than an hour or two consecutively in days and while Justin did a great job being home mostly alone for 4 days, our house has seen better days. My mom is currently cuddling with Jules on the couch so I can get this up for you guys. 

This mom-ing business is hard stuff, but when it comes down to it, trust your instincts and you'll do what you need to do to be a great mom. And after this week I am even more into the mindset of try not to sweat the small stuff. Because let's be real - eating macaroni and cheese for dinner a few times a week or having messy floors all the time isn't really that big of a deal in the grand scheme of things (or so I will continue to tell myself).

And even if two doctors tell you everything is fine but your gut feeling is that something is wrong, trust your intuition. If you feel like something is wrong with your child don't stop until you get an answer - your gut knows what's up!

Lastly, toddlers are amazingly hearty people. Jules went almost 18 hours without eating or drinking anything due to her surgery and she was still dancing to Moana songs and playing with toys up until they took her for her surgery. Her ankle had to hurt horribly, but she was still crawling around and playing ball with us in her room while laughing maniacally. And now that we're home, she has started "walking" on her knees to get from place to place while still being able to use her hands because while I'm okay with dirty floors, she's really not and likes to pick things up and throw them away. 

I know if the roles were reversed I would probably be crying on the couch asking for my mommy (and I still may do that because dang has this been trying). 

Now to the deal - while we were in the hospital I got an email from Le Tote with a coupon code for 25% off of your first month. This is a seriously awesome deal and I almost made a post about this alone so you wouldn't miss out, but really couldn't brain the entire time we were there. This deal ends tomorrow, so if you're thinking about joining, now is the time time try it out! 

Go to Le Tote here and fill out your profile. The more items you save and more details you put in your style profile,  the better your totes will be.  The coupon code is MAY25 and it's only good through tomorrow, so don't hesitate if you're thinking about trying it out - again I'm sorry I didn't get it out sooner, but I just couldn't even think about that while we were in the hospital. Give it a shot for a month and see if you like it - like I mentioned in this post, I have been using it for almost 2 years and I love it! Especially since I'm still between sizes (and to be completely honest, probably closer to the bigger size now after stress eating everything while we were in the hospital). 

I'd like to end with a huge thank you to everyone who helped or offered help throughout this week. We appreciate you all so much

I'll hopefully be back for more shenanigans Monday morning - have a great weekend everyone!

Fri-yay before Mother's Day!

Oh man...let me tell you about this morning. I could not get out of bed to get up and do my workout. So I didn't. Which would be fine if I slept well for the hour and a half extra I got in bed, but I didn't. I woke up right around when Jason got home from work and he's all "geeeeeez you look tired". And he's a smart dude, so he wouldn't just say because he's daft and doesn't realize that those words can be taken really badly if I wanted to...I really looked awful. Huge, puffy bags under my eyes and I have a constant frog in my throat that I just can't clear out. 

Then I woke up my kids and they were both terrorists this morning. Whining and complaining and slamming their cell phone on the counter...

Needless to say, I'm not feeling so hot today! Luckily I get to leave work early to go to a Mother's Day tea at Julianna's daycare (I will try to take pictures and not be the worst blogger ever, I promise!). On the flip side, I'm going into work tomorrow for a half day to get caught up on stuff. Womp womp. 

Since I'm feeling like crapola, I don't have a ton to talk about but thought I would do a quick Fr-yay with some of the things that are making me say YAYYYYYYYYY today. 

Other than the fact that it's Friday...because that always makes me say yayyy!

Jason ordered a Mother's Day cake from Julianna's daycare and then Jules decorated it. Heavy on the sprinkles...just the way I like it :-) Her decorating skills look just like mine! The food always tastes amazing, but it looks just kind of meh. 

I guess this is the opposite of a yayyy...Jules has been excessively cranky and whiny and just not feeling it every day when I pick her up at school. She actually went to bed at 6:30 last night and slept all night until I went in to get her at 7:45.

I hate having a sick child and feeling helpless to do anything :-(

I finally jumped on the bandwagon and ended up binge watching Big Little Lies in a week. So. Effing. Good. I haven't read the book, but now I want to read the book AND I really hope they put out another season because I need MORE!! So what I'm saying here is, watch this dang show because it's amazing.

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Guys...this was our Sunday dinner and it was probably my favorite meal we've had recently. All of it was good, but that chicken...holy crap. I will be making it again soon! The recipe for the gnocchi is here and the chicken is here

Just another series of amazing pre-workout pictures, courtesy of me. This was before my run on Thursday and I just didn't wanna. Obviously.

Finally, I wanted to make some music recommendations since several people have told me they like those. Here are the songs I'm really feeling right now. 

  • Moving to New York by The Wombats
  • Every Time I'm Ready to Hug by Ra Ra Riot (this is my favorite favorite favorite right now)
  • Silvia by Miike Snow

And that's really all I have for today - like I said, my brain is dunzo!

I hope everyone has a great weekend - treat your mom/wife/baby mama like gold and if you are a mama - happy Mother's Day!

Take-Out Thursday

Happy Friday Eve! We're almost there! 

I'm starting to feel like crap, which makes me think I've probably picked up whatever Jules had/has, which is not a good thing. Because I literally do not have the time to be sick. 

A quick Jules update for you - she is doing mostly better. She's still clingy and cranky once I get her from daycare (she went back on Wednesday). She's also developed this fun new cry that sounds how I'd imagine a pterodactyl with a smoking problem would sound. It's absolutely ridiculous and drives me nuts; I'm guessing she got a reaction she wanted while doing it when she was sick so now it's her new cry. Yayyyyyyy...

Today I'm going to do a Take-out Thursday, since it's been awhile since I've done one. These are basically the pictures I deemed unworthy for a regular blog post that I've decided to share anyway, for one reason or another. So here we goooooooooooo!!

Sick, miserable Jules picture from Monday afternoon. I was like, I can't put that on my blog...that makes me a shitty mom. But now I'm like, whatever...it doesn't make me a shitty mom and it makes me more relatable because I'm sure most of us do it.

Did you know that apparently relatable isn't a word? I mean, I know it is, but I'm getting a spelling error and I know I spelled it right because I googled it. Weird. 

Anywho, moving on...

Other than the fact that I have melasma, my skin is pretty good...I rarely break out and if I do, they're usually itty bitty little zits. Not this week! I had this giant honker on my forehead yesterday and of course I had to share it with you guys! You're welcome!

Some outtakes from our run on Saturday. We're so photogenic and don't you forget it!

Jason was so excited about the Red Hot Chili Peppers concert a couple of weeks ago. Can you tell?? (He might kill me for putting this picture up, but that's the whole point of this post - crappy, outtake pictures!)

Jules really, really, really, really, REALLY loves breadsticks. Don't worry, I made her finish it before we took off. She's not allowed to eat back there by herself yet since I'm a psychopath and am terrified she'll choke. 

I made caprese salad on Sunday, which is one of my favorite summer dishes. I'm lazy and like to keep things simple, so I just buy the mozzarella pearls that can be found in any deli, cut up some tomatoes, some basil, salt, and olive oil. 

Get in muh bellay!!!

Not our good sides. 

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That's Julianna's "sup, brah" face. 

How about some fun outtakes from our beach trip?

First off, Justin is an amazing photographer...

About half the time I ask him to take a picture he zooms in and tries to make it ridiculous. And it's usually awful. Like up my nose or something.  #eyeroll

Being photogenic and working our angles runs in the family. 

I love how much Justin loves Jules (and she obviously adores him). I've talked about this a few times already and went into depth about my gap kids and their bond here, but it makes my heart so happy <3 He's been a huge help this week since Jules has been so clingy and won't let me put her down; they've watched all of the Toy Story movies together and he's helped her with snacks and tried to calm her down every time she'd lose her shit while I was trying to make dinner. I really loved when I took Jules upstairs to go to bed and Justin was still watching Toy Story when I came back down - he's a good teenager. 

I wanted to prove I have my priorities straight...

That's the pile of laundry in the corner of my bedroom that really needs to be folded and I was going to do it last night...but I decided to paint my toenails instead. To be fair, my toes were looking ratchet AF - it had been a solid month since I've painted them and instead I was just putting an extra coat on anytime one chipped. So yeah. Not cute. But now they're super cute! 

#priorities

Finally I wanted to share the sunrise from my morning run with you, because it was so beautiful.

No filter needed. 

Seriously, if you really want to get into a good workout routine/schedule start forcing yourself to do it in the morning. Yes, it sucks for the first few weeks and when Jules doesn't sleep well, but I am always so happy to see the sunrise after an awesome workout. Give it a shot!

That's all I have for today and I hope you enjoyed my random picture outtakes and musings. Are you a naturally photogenic person or are you like me, and you always look like a troll if you're caught in a picture unexpected. Seriously...I am only photogenic if I'm prepared. Otherwise, WATCH OUT...it'll be funny, but your picture will be ruined. 

Have a great Thursday!

Working Mom Wednesday

Happy Hump Day! It's a downhill slide to Friday from here, my friends! 

Don't forget Mother's Day this weekend!

There's still time for you to put something special together or order something nice from Amazon, so get on that! 

I do recommend you learn from me and don't send something to your mom that includes something perishable that will melt in the heat...because I live in Florida. And it's hot. Oops.

Today I thought it would be fun to talk about something near and dear to my heart, which is being a working mom. I will be completely honest in that even if I didn't need to work, I would still work. I really enjoy working - seriously! I've been working from way before it was probably legal, starting off as a babysitter for a few years before getting my first official job as a busser at a restaurant when I was 15. I worked at McDonald's for a couple of years in high school, became a server at a number of different restaurants, was in the military, was a bartender and a barista before finally joining Corporate America in June of 2010. 

When I started in my current career, my son and I were transferred from Central Illinois where we had family and friends to Western Massachusetts where we did not know a single person. I'm talking not one person. And I was a single mom, so I didn't really have any help from anyone other than my silly 6 year old. Was it hard? SURE! But I'm a firm believer that it's the hard stuff and how we deal with it that builds our character. And I might be a bit biased, but I have an AWESOME character. 

No matter how much I do enjoy working and the accomplishment I feel after a hard day of work, there are times when it is a struggle to be a working mom. Either the baby kept me up all night long or Justin is being a bunghole and got behind on homework or he's having a teenage meltdown and Jules won't let me make dinner or I just want more than a couple of minutes between when I get home from work and Jason leaves to have a conversation with my husband...I'd be lying if I told you there aren't times I wish I could be home more/all the time. This week with Jules being sick has been one of those times. Poor baby :-(

Still, I wouldn't change my working for anything and thought I'd share my top 3 tips that helps me make it work. Because let's be real, we all need help and ideas to stay afloat sometimes!

My top 3 working mom tips!

MEAL PLAN

I know I've been talking about doing a meal planning post since I started this dang blog and I still haven't done it - SORRY! Here's an abbreviated post on how I do it. 

First and foremost - plan your meals and grocery list. I do this every Saturday/Sunday and while you can use any old notebook to do it, I found this on Amazon and like it because it's a better size to keep in my purse and it's just a bit more organized than a normal notebook. 

I know some people like to do a full week's worth of meals on a Sunday and then eat them the rest of the week, but I personally think that's disgusting and can't do it. I'm sorry if you do that and can get away with it, but I can't stomach eating chicken that was prepped on a Sunday 5 days later - gross! Plus I seem to get food poisoning by just looking at something that's partially spoiled and I can't handle that ish; ain't nobody got time for that!

Instead of prepping all of my meals ahead of time, I make all of our meals as simple as possible and make them either at the time of the meal or a day or two ahead. For example, I always eat my breakfast and dinner the same day I make it (unless we're having leftover spaghetti or something) but I make my lunch the night before I plan on eating it, usually while I'm cleaning up after dinner and doing the dishes. 

I rarely if ever eat out while at work since I always prep my lunches one or two nights beforehand. I also like to try to eat different stuff for lunches since I tend to get sick of eating the same thing every single day. For example, this week I ate pulled BBQ chicken with rice and broccoli on Monday and Tuesday, leftover dinner on Wednesday (honey garlic meatballs, noodles, broccoli), and I'll have chicken sausage, rice and broccoli on Thursday and Friday. I eat a lot of chicken sausage with rice and broccoli, however Trader Joe's, Aldi, and even Walmart have an awesome variety of nitrate-free chicken sausage that doesn't have any nasty shit in it (mostly anyway) and because there's a variety of flavors I don't get sick of eating it on the regular. 

My biggest take away with meal planning is to plan all of your meals on paper and make them as simple as possible. I prefer to make things that don't require a recipe or if they do require a recipe, it's nothing crazy that I'll look at on Wednesday night and be like, NOPE and then order a pizza because I'm effing exhausted. Most Wednesday's and Thursday's we end up eating leftovers or something super easy like...you guessed it; chicken sausage :-)

I save my complicated Pinterest recipes for Sunday night dinner - I love Sunday night dinner!

Moving on to my next tip which is to...

Let shit go

Seriously. You cannot be a working mom and have junior and juniorette in ballet, baseball, basketball, and tumbling, expect them to be on the honor roll to your detriment because you have to help them with homework every night, have a clean house, make a gourmet dinner, provide homemade, organic cupcakes at all school functions, watch all of your stories on tv, drink wine like a boss with your friends, have regular sex with your spouse/SO, exercise and keep yourself fit, etc. 

You need to prioritize the stuff that is important to you and let some of that other stuff go. I refuse to have Justin in more than 1 extracurricular activity at a time - it doesn't benefit him or me to be running around from sport to activity to home for dinner at 8pm and still having 3 hours of homework to do and a messy house and I haven't even sat down yet and I'm going to lose my marbles...NOPE. I also don't try to stress myself out about cleaning because it will always be there and it will get taken care of eventually (...my effing bathroom mirror is still dirty...). I always take time for myself to get my workout in before going to work so I don't lose my mind and I try to take an hour after the kids are in bed or occupied to watch something on tv that I want to watch in complete silence. 

You may have heard this before, but you know when you're on a plane and they tell you to put your oxygen mask on before helping anyone else? This is so applicable in every day life. Take care of yourself and then worry about everyone else - in doing so you'll be better able to take care of everyone else, I promise. 

And my last and final tip...

Get new-ish clothes

I am going to include some affiliate links here, but hear me out...I'm not just trying to get you to subscribe so I get paid. I use Le Tote myself and have used it regularly since I became pregnant, and it has been a lifesaver for me. 

Full disclosure - these links are affiliate links for Le Tote. What that means to you is if you click on them and decide to subscribe, I will get a small financial thank you from Le Tote for the recommendation. I would never recommend anything to you that I myself do not use and I have been a member of Le Tote for almost 2 years now so it's obviously worth the recommendation!

I love having a pretty new outfit to wear into work. That may seem super materialistic, but the fact of the matter is, I feel better when I look better and I'm pretty sure most of you are the same way. As a manager in Corporate America, I've always made it a point to dress the part of the position I want, not the position I have. Meaning I might be a middle manager, but I like to dress like I'm a VP #respectmyauthoritah

When I found out I was pregnant with Jules and then started looking at how freaking expensive maternity clothes are, I was like...shit...leggings and tunics it is (which is totally fine if that's your deal - it's just not mine). Then I remembered reading about Le Tote and how awesome their maternity clothes were, so I decided to give them a shot.

There are 3 different options for maternity boxes:

  • 3 clothing items & 2 accessories for $69/month
  • 4 clothing items for $69/month
  • 2 clothing items & 1 accessory for $49/month 

I chose the 4 clothing items box starting when I was about 6 months pregnant, since I could no longer squeeze myself in my tight dresses and it was getting embarrassing for me and everyone else. I always got 4 dresses in each box and loved every single dress I was ever sent. Seriously, when you're huge and pregnant and get something new you can wear whenever you want, it makes a huge difference in how you feel while waddling into work while 38 weeks pregnant and miserable. 

How does it work?

You can click on the link above for a complete FAQ on the website, or read below for more from how my brain interprets it.

You sign up and fill out a style/size profile and then you are also able to go through all of the clothing available and like items you'd like to have sent to you. Next you get a text/email stating your box is ready to be styled. If you don't like what they picked for you, you can trade those items out for a different item - I would always trade out any shirts/pants/skirts for dresses since I hate wearing pants pretty much all the time, but I especially LOATHE wearing pants while pregnant. I have found that I will typically only get 1 or two of my "liked" items per tote, but some of my favorite items have actually been things that I didn't "like" - trust the process.

You'll receive your box a couple of days after it's shipped and the items are already washed and ready for you to wear! Once you're sick of wearing those items, you send them back in a bag they include in your box and then wait for your next tote. What's SUPER cool is if you really love something, you can just keep it and purchase it at a discounted price (compared to retail price).  

After having Jules I put my account on hold until I went back to work and realized I was for sure not fitting in any of my pre-baby clothes. Once I faced that harsh reality, I signed up for the classic subscription which is a bit cheaper than the maternity membership. 

  • 3 clothing items & 2 accessories for $59/month
  • 4 clothing items for $59/month
  • 2 clothing items & 1 accessory for $39/month

The past couple of totes I've gotten have included items that I never would have picked myself, other than the 1 or 2 items I had "liked", and those have ended up being some of my favorite pieces. I've branched out from just work dresses to shirts and casual dresses and I've even kept a couple of them. 

So why am I recommending you subscribe to a $60/month clothing subscription service? Because it has helped this 16 month postpartum mama who goes to work full-time, likes to look like I have my shit together, and is still between sizes feel good about herself. And that's really saying something because we all know how hard it can be sometimes to feel good about yourself, espsecially when the house is a disaster and/or the baby won't eat/sleep and/or the teenager keeps locking himself in the bathroom for way too long and you just can't even. 

Le Tote

Have any of you tried Le Tote or any of the other subscription services? I tried StitchFix a few years ago, but wasn't overly impressed. The clothes weren't great quality and were expensive for the quality (I went with the cheap box and could have gotten better stuff at Forever21, in my opinion). 

Do you have any tried and true tips for me to help me out? I'm always up for more ways to make my life easier!

See ya tomorrow!

To My Friends <3

This is an ode to my friends. 

I hope you know who you are. 

I have never been the kind of person who had a million friends. There are some people I know who seem to have 25 best friends and they had a hard time whittling their list down to 10 bridesmaids when they got married. Instead of having a million friends I've always had a pretty close-knit group of girlfriends who I completely trusted and love as a BFF. The older I get, the more I find that this is what works best for me and for my friends because I hardly have enough time for the friends I do have, let alone having a bajillion of them.

If anything, the older I get, the closer and smaller my group of friends becomes. 

I've been friends with some of you for decades...

Even when we've been separated by states/countries/oceans we always come back to exactly where we always were **++ (that's secret code language). I love how we can go months without talking and then pick up the phone or have a lunch/crazy night somewhere and pick up right where we left off. 

My friends have been there for me through all of my highs and lows and trust me when I say that there have been plenty of both. We've cried and laughed and had epic fights where we swore we would never be friends again, but here we are...

There are some friends who leave an awesome impression in your heart and you know they'd do anything for you and you'd do anything for them.

Keep those friends. 

Don't worry about the rest. 

There have been friends I've lost along the way that I regret losing - we've grown apart or maybe we didn't recover from that epic fight. There have even been friends that I have been a super shitty friend to and for that I have major regrets. If you're reading this and that's you, I'm sorry.

I sometimes wish I could be a better friend to the friends I have now, since you've been such a great friend to me. You've held my hand while skipping around high school, we've gotten in epic trouble together, we've cried over dumb boys together, we've cried over not-dumb and awful things together, we've traveled and moved across the country, and here we are...still friends. 

Just as much as you've been there for me, I hope you know that I will seriously always be there if you ever need me. Really, I mean it. 

Thank you <3

  • For being ridiculous with me - whether we're trying to ride a moped or making dumb faces or singing songs at the top of our lungs in downtown Orlando or chasing a bear out of a field or drinking wine while watching The Walking Dead on a Sunday - those are just a small portion of my favorite memories with you and I can't wait to make some more as time and funds allow (cause you know, I'm a broke-ass working mom)
  • Thank you for loving my children and never making me feel like they're a pain in the ass(even when I know they can be). Some of you have kids and some of you don't, but you're all the same in this regard. We may not be exactly the same in our parenting styles or views on kids, but I've never felt like that was an issue from you and I hope you know it's never an issue from me. Also thank you for not getting mad at me if I drop an f-bomb around your kids - I don't mean to have such a shitty mouth and I'm not perfect so sometimes they slip out. 
  • Thank you so much for any time you have babysat or offered to babysit. Being a single mom for as long as I was, I had to rely on people to babysit so I could go out sometimes and be the mother effing P.I.M.P. I was back then. And now that I'm married, I still need to date my husband whenever possible. I am so thankful to have you in my life and know that I can leave my kids with you and trust they'll be well taken care of. I promise I will do the same for you if you ever need it so don't hesitate to ask!  
  • Thank you for doing nice things for me without expecting anything back. I do nice things for people simply because I like to do nice things for people - never because I expect them to get me back or to keep a running tally. My friends are the same kind of people - sometimes they might be giving me 80% and I'm only giving 20%, but the role will be reversed eventually and I'll give them 80% whenever they need it. That's simply how these things work and when it happens organically it's a wonderful thing
  • Thank you for never making me feel bad if I forgot about you - I promise it was not intentional and not because you don't matter. It's just simply because my brain can only hold so much before I lose stuff and unfortunately I do sometimes forget plans/dates/things. These darn kids and husband of mine take precedence 99.9% of the time and I'm a worrier so I'm always worrying/thinking about them/trying to figure out ways to make sure life keeps going well. I promise I will do everything I can to make it up to you if I do ever forget anything involving you and appreciate knowing that while you might be annoyed with me now, you'll forgive me  
  • Thank you for supporting me in my choices and never making me feel bad about them, even when you know I'm wrong. You know that this has been my life to live, just as much as I know this is your life to live. As such, having you to support me and my choices without judgement means the world to me. I am so lucky to have you there to pick me up when my choices have been wrong or to celebrate with me when they've been right 

I feel that I am so blessed to have the friends that I currently have and hope that all of you reading have the same support I do.

And if not, go get you some better friends!

Husbands/boyfriends/significant others are great, but there is definitely something to be said about an old fashioned girl's night out/Frozen sing-a-long/ridiculous shenanigans with my girlfriends. 

I encourage you to go hug a friend now. Or if you're not a hugging type, send a text message. And if you really don't feel like you have any friends, subscribe and talk to me and I'll be your friend :-)

Disclaimer - there is a chance I may have forgotten some of my friends in the pictures. Again, this was not intentional and I'm sorry if you are like, WTF, JAMIE?!? Jules and her illness have sucked the life out of me over the past few days and I'm completely brain dead. Please forgive me :-)

Hand, Foot, and I'm Going to Cry

What a weekend we had in our house. Not that it was really eventful because it wasn't, it was just not a relaxing one in any way, shape, or form.

Jules is sick. There is a kid in her classroom at daycare who was diagnosed with hand, foot, and mouth and I'm pretty sure that's what she has. She's been running fevers (up to 102) on and off since Thursday afternoon and has been completely miserable, other than a few short moments of levity, pretty much all weekend. She has been extra super clingy, meaning I couldn't get anything done and I feel terrible for her because I can tell something hurts, but she can't tell me what. 

She actually woke me up around 3:30 this morning and thrashed and whined in my bed for another hour and a half before I finally gave up and went downstairs with her. I put Moana on and she watched that and fell asleep for a bit while I did some yoga and got my food ready for lunch, but then she woke up right before I was getting ready to jump into the shower. And she cried...and cried...and cried. She does not want me to put her down and she doesn't want anyone but me right now...and I have to work today. So I got ready like this.  

I'm talking I did my makeup, blow-dried my hair, and got my breakfast ready like that. And on the inside I just wanted to lay-down and cry alongside Jules because I am exhausted and my back hurts and I feel bad for her. Then Jason came home from work and took her to the doctor so I can go to work for a half-day before going home and putting my mom hat back on so he can get some sleep because he worked all night. These are the times when I hate being a working mom and wish I could just be home with my poor, sick baby. 

However I'm not even going to lie and fake like it won't be nice to not have a feverish, whiny, snotty toddler draped all over me for 4 hours today though. I hope that doesn't make me a shitty mom, but it's exhausting and it's been happening for 3 days now! 

Today's post will be a quick workout round-up from last week, since my brain is completely dunzo and I don't know that I can think of anything super clever or witty to write about. 

Monday - P90X Shoulders, Triceps & Chest

I also did my DR core workout (for diastasis recti - I posted all about it last week if you want to read more!)

Classic Jamie-before-workout-face. I feel like they're actually getting worse, but it is entertaining to me so I'm okay with it. Hopefully it entertains you guys too!

Tuesday - 32 minute run & DR core work

This was the day I was supposed to run 8 quarter mile repeats but couldn't math and ended up only doing 5 (see my blog from Tuesday for more info on that - I'm a hot mess). 

This is a pretty amazing picture too. Man, I am photogenic!

Wednesday - P90X Biceps & Back 

I also did my core workout. It's a trend - I did it every day last week except for Saturday!

Thursday - I ran real fast for 25 minutes...

25 minutes at 10K race pace (8:14/mile) with a 1/2 mile warm-up. This was super hard but I was so proud of myself once it was done and I actually hit my goal pace!

That after-picture though...man, I am trying to out-do myself with awesome pictures!

Also, my goal this week is to clean the master bathroom...including the mirrors. I can't handle the grossness anymore - like I'm almost embarrassed. Almost...not quite though.

Friday - Legs & back, extra hip strengthening workout, DR core work. 

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(this is the only picture I have from Friday. Gross, gross mirror!

Saturday - Rest DAY!

Peach-a-rita day?

I may have had a handful...over the course of like 5 hours. But still, a handful. It was after Jules went to bed and I was binge-watching Girls and snap-chatting all of my friends, so stop judging me!!

Sunday - RUN DAY! 

Jules woke up in a decent mood and didn't have a fever, so we went out and ran a little over 4 miles together. It was a pretty hard run - probably had more to do with the peach-a-rita's than anything, but I'm blaming it on the wind. 

LOOK!! I'm doing my old duck lips pose here! I haven't done that in forever!!

Maybe I should bring it back for good?!?

Nope...not gonna happen.

Mid-run picture, for the win!

This is apparently our new signature pose. I'm pretty sure she's telling me not to touch her with my sweaty, gross self. 

After our run we came home and I did my DR core workout and another hip workout, we had some breakfast, and then Jules laid on me and whined and thrashed around for the rest of the day. The poor thing looked like I look when I have a migraine and had a fever pretty much all day, so I gave her painkillers as directed, but she was pretty miserable all day long :-(

Did you have a better weekend than we did? Have you ever dealt with hand, foot, and mouth? How much do you LOVE my ridiculous pictures?