Summer is over

Now I can say earnestly that the summer is over. There's chill in the air and the sky is generally clouded, threatening to rain. I am such a baby about the cooler weather, I am not as excited to go out and its not truly cold yet. Lydia is content to stay at home, also, but for different reason, which I honestly do not know. It just takes me a while to talk into going outside and the only way I am successful is if I promise her playtime with her friends. Sadly, I can't always deliver that, because her little friends are not always home. But it gets her out anyway, and she has fun playing with whoever she sees at the playground.

It has been so fun watching her greet her friends. She knows all of their names and she runs and hugs them whenever she sees them. There is nothing like watching two kids running and squealing from excitement as they run toward one another. They often give each other hugs and hold hands as they walk. It is so cute!

Recently we have been invited to participate in a preschool of sorts. It is two times per week. We, parents, take turns hosting it. The kids love it; Lydia never wants to go home and she talks about the kids she sees there all the time. It's nice, cause once a week I have about 3 hours to run errands or do something at home. It is not complete freedom since Tyler is still with me , but he does sleep for a part of it. And one hour out of that time I go to a Core Training class while Paul watches the baby.

That leads me into the next chapter of new events. I decided to take a couple of exercise classes so I can get in shape and maybe, just maybe, lose some weight. I have been feeling down on myself for not being able to fit into my old clothes. People say to give it time, but three months have gone by and I have not moved an inch in the weight department. I figured if I take classes, I will be more willing to haul myself to the Gym. One of the classes I am taking focuses on training the core (or abs). We do exercises on the fitness ball with the aid of medicine ball (a weight). It is an incredibly difficult class (teacher has called it Pilate's on steroids), but I feel like I am getting better. Now, I feel retarded only a portion of the time in class, but then again, I did just have a baby.

The second class is at 7 am and it is hard to get up that early. It incorporates weight training, abs and cardio workouts. I have been to class only a handful of times, but I can sure feel the muscles we put to work there. All in all, so far, I have not lost a pound, but it feels great to be this physically active. But I've got to admit-it wipes me out by the middle of the day. Naps become my only hope to get through the day.