The Scale

Weigh in day and I have that anxiety: I know I have lost lbs, I worked for it. Hard. But what if this is the lowest I get? I found an email xchange with a workout buddy from after max but before charlie where I hit my lowest weight since having my first baby. I am (if the scale @ ww agrees today) 14 lbs heavier than that and I had one child and a less demanding job! What if this is it? It won't be in reality if I work the program and exercise. But there is always that creeping doubt. 

Today is a day of exercise rest. Ran monday, spun yesterday. Need to figure out tomorrow. Weekend is spotty since we will be in Cornell for my husbands reunion but caring for two kids is it's own workout!

Well, I faced the scale and lost 2.8 lbs! That would be the .8 gain last week + 2 more!

What, is the whole world spinning?

I called 11 New York Sports Clubs surrounding my office and on the way home and could not get a bike! I am #3 on the waitlist here by the office and will go and try to snag a bike; with my broken elliptical at home, I am beginning to feel a karmic punishment on the exercise front. 

My run last night was magical, though, and my muscles not so happy today but the pain is temporary. No?

As Max likes to yell when I am pushing the stroller and about to enter a jogging interval, "go mommy go, run as fast as you can!" 

Friday Morning Commute

So in my efforts to blog more consistently I am penning this entry in the notepad of my blackberry while waiting for and riding the subway. Listening to the free coldplay download I heard about from coldplay themselves on twitter and I think back to the quote I read yesterday from the creator of firefox: most people spend more time with their browser than their families. It's an appropriate thought for friday in a working mom's life. By friday even in a holiday week I am ready to leave work behind and engage with my kids in a real way. 

This morning max asked if it was a mommy daddy day rather than a rhonda day. I had to tell him no. It made me sad. But we need the money but more importantly I need the career. I am more grounded in both halves of my life because of the duality of it. Where is the me half or the wife half? They get scheduled in and fight like hell to co-exist with the bullying work/kids duo. 

Nobody said this was going to be easy; but nothing compares to love of my big kid and the snuggles and huge smiles of the little one and they sustain the feast or famine rhythm of the week until yet another sacred weekend.

Got off the subway to a misty Bryant Park, looks like London... made me very nostalgic.

Bad Mommy Blogger

Been a long time, been to Vegas! Have not a memory of it... ok not true but might as well be. Just a quick note to say, Charlie is kinda sleeping through the night (7 p-5:45a) and work is great but it is summer and I just want to lie on the grass with the kids and count clouds. 

Where oh where have I been ...

Ok, so this amazing working mom and mother of twin boys blogs regularly, smartly and damn funnily (that a word?) so I guess it is time that I catch up on Morking Wom ... 

While I was away:

- got a new job: VP, Donor Networks, Seachangecap.org

- gave birth to Charlie

- discovered two are way more than one

- lost the weight I gained with Charlie; now am onto the 60 I gained with Max

Apartment construction completed, but now architect is saying we skimped on the door by 4 inches so we may have to refile!!! I hate the DOB!!! Hate, hate, hate - we don't say "hate" in front of Max so this feels so naughty...

Oh, Tom and I are going to VEGAS to see DMB and are leaving the boys behind ... I am living for this this trip ... new job starts 2/2 ... I think that is it. Off to weight watchers to weigh in and get rid of some of this baby bulge ... I have nice work clothes from a past life to fit into!