I’m not sure if Mason just had an off weekend or if we’re getting a taste of the Terrible Upcoming Year. (I don’t even want to say it…)
It started last week—(probably not coincidentally) around the time I started working. VERY messed-up sleep habits, low appetite, extra quiet during the day. Then he got a few fevers. He was lethargic, and generally weird-acting. Saturday morning, we decided to take him to urgent care, just to make sure it wasn’t an ear infection. It wasn’t—doc said he saw nothing treatable.
Then, over the weekend, it progressed into temper tantrums. About. Everything. (And, especially, about nothing.)
Our generally cheerful, easy-going kid was suddenly a little psychopath, screaming and throwing himself on the floor when I took him outside (as requested) and then, six seconds later, when I offered to put him in the stroller (as requested).
Thank goodness for Elmo.
(The old split-screen so-Mom-can-simultaneously-fool-around-online trick.)
The only explanation that makes any sense to me is teething. It’s been so long since he’s gotten new teeth in that I sort of forgot about all that, but I guess he does have some molars to work on. Poor kid.
Anyway, fingers crossed that, whatever it is, it’s temporary, and it doesn’t make his first day of daycare (TODAY!) a total nightmare (for either him or his poor, sweet teachers—God bless ‘em).
When he wasn’t screaming because I offered him a drink of water or something, we were having a nice little weekend.
I made a magnificent pile out of the 12 leaves sprinkled across our lawn, and he ran around it.
Not really the idea…
You know how you can start missing something before it’s even gone? That’s how I feel about these leaves.
I should be embarrassed to call this a highlight of my weekend, but whatever, here goes:
I bought these super soft, fuzzy socks at Old Navy, and they. Are. AWESOME.
Possibly more cozy than slippers. I’m so in love.
I also picked up a cute workout tank (also from ON):
I needed something to wear to my fitness photo shoot yesterday, and I realized that most of my other tanks are super loose (i.e. not very attractive during, say, a plank).
…What, a fitness photo shoot isn’t a normal thing to do? Haha.
A good friend of mine is an amazing professional photographer—she actually did a really cool shoot for me with my wedding dress a few years ago. Kinda like a “trash the dress,” although we didn’t actually trash it…at all.
We just puttered around downtown on a Saturday, confusing the hell out of everyone (a bride with no groom?) and getting lots of congratulations (my wedding was long over, haha).
Yeah, she’s amazing.
Anyway, she was kind enough to take a few shots of me doing fitness-y things yesterday. (Like awkwardly running down a path, awkwardly holding some weights, and awkwardly trying to hold Dancer’s Pose in front of the lake.)
I’ll probably use the pics on the blog, but the real reason I got them was for use with my potential future personal training services (majorly TBD). I’m nowhere near getting that underway, but I wanted to have some photos in my back pocket before winter hit, so I’d be ready when (if?) the day came.
So stay tuned for those! Hopefully it’s not too painfully obvious how dorky I felt getting them taken…
In other news, my office is having a costume party on Thursday and I’m…thinking about it.
I honestly think this would be pretty hilarious:
Except maybe a little less obvious, like just one or two, so you can get the true “Umm excuse me, but DO YOU KNOW…”
(Best part: notice the website link? That idea is legitimately from Martha.)
Well, better run—time to take our sad, teething child to his first day of daycare. God help us all.
P.S. I saw this list of 30 workouts under 30 minutes over the weekend and loved it. Definitely worth a pin!