I forgot to mention that Little M had his first soccer practice last night. Super cute. And he was so excited.
I spent a good portion of the time hanging out on the playground with Baby B, though. Which was also good. He and I have been at odds so much of late, it was a really good reminder to me that we need to just have some good bonding time between us. So, I spent more time really focusing on him today. And we snuggled a bit at nap time. And I think it really helped.
It definitely helped me. I needed to be reminded that he really can be my sweet little boy. It's hard to be #3 of 4. There are so many other people and things competing for my time!
Anyway, today started similar to how yesterday started. I just felt. So. Tired. Dead. Tired.
And Baby B started the day off with all kinds of screaming (his sheet has been missing for a few days, so it has been rough. R-U-F-F. Rough).
I've been promising HH that I would mow the lawn for a couple of weeks now. But, it's been so cold and super duper rainy and wet, so it hasn't happened. Today was nice and sunny. So, I dragged myself out there, dug out my mower, and set to work. I still felt tired, but I was glad to finally get it done.
And then I dragged myself to the gym. Mainly, just to get a break from Baby B (this was before we really spent quality time together today).
But, I got out there for my run and the weather was glorious. I mean, "Hallelujah Chorus"-inspiring. It was just perfect. And as I ran, I felt better and better. And better.
And I wound up going 8 miles. In 1:09:15. Not crazy fast, but definitely something I'm proud of today.
And I'm still sort of on a high from it.
Probably helped me to have that extra patience for Baby B the rest of the day.
And everyone else in the family.
Running makes Mama happy.