I worked out for the first time in two and a half weeks today. It felt good, but I really had to talk myself into going. And also, note to self, do NOT listen to Brian Regan when trying to do the ab machine. Laughing and crunching do not mix.
I would have posted last night, but when I went up to hook up Jonah's water, maybe thirty minutes after we had put him to bed, he was asleep but COVERED in and lying in vomit. It was all over his bandages and caked in his hair. We had to replace all of his outer Tubifast, cut off some of his Transfer on his wrists and neck, and lean him back over the sink to wash his hair. We had to change all his bedding, and use a hair dryer (on his hair and chest piece) for the first time ever. All of this after having woken him up and gotten him out of bed. You can imagine how happy he was about all of that. I felt so sorry for him. He was so sad. On a bright note, I got to rock him to (almost) sleep, which is something I haven't done in a very long time. I loved those snuggled up against me (but still kind of stinky) snuggles. There's nothing like being able to comfort your baby like nobody else in the world can. It was kind of worth all that vomit clean-up. :)
On Friday night, at the beach, Kim (Matt's sister), let me take some photos of her kids. It was a lot of fun, and I used my Totally Rad Actions I won in Jonah's EB Auction to get some neat effects. I'm a cheat, and I'm okay with it. I was really happy with how they turned out. I'm still waiting on some of the family photos Matt's Aunt Katherine took of us. She got some really great ones. We had to get our church directory photo taken last night. We get a complimentary 8x10, and the lady from the photography company was trying to get me to purchase additional prints. No thanks, Lady. I'll take outdoor beach photos over awkward on-a-stool-twisted-funny-tilted-chin-in-front-of-a-sheet photos any day. No offense.
Here are a few of my favorites of Kim's kids.
