So tonight...we'll get M down by 830, start Season 3 of Downton Abbey, eat some stew, pour some wine and chalk Feb 9th up there as one heck of a weekend day well lived.
My kind of Saturday with our little family. (And undeniably, a far cry from Saturdays we used to live.) 7am has replaced the leisurly no-alarm-clock mornings of yesteryear and the late trendy brunch has turned into a definitive breakfast before noon. But today was a highlight since Morgan's been with us for so many reasons. To start things off, she experienced her first snow walk through Central Park after Nemo dumped a foot of snow in our "backyard." While she may have snoozed the entire time, it was so peaceful to be some of the first to stomp and tread through the fresh white powder in CP. Not more than a handful of runners on the road, a few young families charging with their little ones up the hills, and many sets of cute couples snapping pictures in the city oasis turned winter wonderland. As we marched through untouched banks of snow, we marveled together at how quiet it seemed and laughed at how Morgan was totally unphased. (Gosh, she loves that Bjorn. She's out like a light in 3-5min flat once in its cocoon.) Afterwards, we ate breakfast and laughed with our dear friends Will & Stacy and their daughter Paige who are in town visiting from Florida...no reservation necessary, no perfectly put together J.Crew outfit needed at 10am. A sweatshirt and snowboots will do just fine on the UWS. And to round out the afternoon, mama took herself to her very first spin class since the little peanut was born! Armed with a 4oz bottle and a sleepy baby, I left Lee with Morgan and to Flywheel I went. Good lord have I missed that "me time." The march to the studio. Setting up my bike. Feeling the energy that takes over the room as the lights go out and the torque board goes on. As nervous as I was (hello, nursing mom here), I vowed to flick off the Mom switch and allow myself to be in the moment. (My mom and I discussed a few weeks ago how she felt even more determined in her workouts after having me because time was so limited. And it's so true!) I have never been more convicted in class, pushing myself in each climb series more than I ever had in the past, loving the sweat and the burn. I was practically in tears at the end of class, just so happy to have allowed myself to do something FOR myself. And the smile I received when I came home to Morgan? PRICELESS. (It was like a "hey! where did you go!? I got so hungry I HAD to take a bottle from Dad!" kind of grin and I loved it ;)
So tonight...we'll get M down by 830, start Season 3 of Downton Abbey, eat some stew, pour some wine and chalk Feb 9th up there as one heck of a weekend day well lived.
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This is SO great. Having me time is probably the most important thing you can do as a mom. I feel like once I have my alone time, even if it's for 45 mins during the day, I can be a MUCH better mom to my girls. It allows you to miss her and then come home and feel renewed. Good for you!!!!!!! Make it a routine--maybe once a week hire someone to come over for a few hours during the day just to do whatever you want. You deserve it!!!
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