Making Me Time (is there such a thing?)

Not really.

Monday I decided that I'd like to start running down my road. I run on the treadmill at the gym but I really need to kick it into high gear and shed some pounds. So I figured that this would just be extra points, right? I mean going to the gym two times a week does something right? It makes up for all the Hersheys Dark Chocolate Kisses that I consume on a daily basis, right?

Actually it comes down to me being lazy. The weight came off so much easier with Ayden...sigh...
I'm breastfeeding so I carry some extra weight for this reason, or so I've been told. I don't remember that being the case with Ayden. Of course he ate so much more than Cohen so naturally I was burning more calories.

Okay, getting off topic here.

So back to my run. I put Cohen to sleep and told Andy he could spend some time with Ayden then put him to sleep. I get out of the house. I get some Me Time and Andy gets to spend some extra time with Ayden since usually when 8pm rolls around I jump on that and get Ayden off to bed. Andy of course lets him stay up later. I have been referred to as the Nazi for that. Thanks Andy.

I return from my run (doing better than I thought I would) about 40 minutes later. Andy is sitting on the stairs going back and forth with Ayden who is in his bedroom.

Ayden: Daddy? Daddy?

Andy: Go to sleep buddy.

Ayden: Daddy? Daddy?

Andy: Lay down Ayden.

You get my point. This goes on for a while. Andy retreats to the couch. I'm on the floor stretching and all of a sudden I see Ayden's bedroom light flashing on and off. I tell Andy and we both start cracking up. So then Ayden starts laughing too becasue he hears us. At this point, I'm staying out of the process. Andy started it, he can finish it.

I'm now on the computer (surprise there!) and I hear Andy gasp. I look up and gasp too. Ayden came down the stairs, peaked his head around the wall and scared the crap out of both of us.

He proceedes to come down the rest of the stairs, walk to the patio door and let the dogs in who had been barking. Okay, time for me to step in and be the mom. I scoop him up, we kiss daddy and up the stairs we go. It's almost 9:30!!!! I, the Nazi, put Ayden back in bed with a quick song and some hugs and kisses then leave and shut the door (key point there Andy). He falls alseep shortly there after.

Tuesday went a little better. Ayden was actually asleep when I got back, Cohen, not so much.

We'll see how tonight goes...