I've been majorly busy the last few weeks as we get our house packed up to move. I am SO EXCITED to be in our new house. I'm especially excited for people to move the heavy boxes that contain my many pairs of shoes (2 extra large boxes full... no joke), for my Mom to cook for me, and for my Dad to paint and wallpaper. I'll be busy "taking care of my son" (read: walking 5 minutes to the wine store). I'm not sure why people say they hate moving???I haven't had a chance to write about my first Mother's Day, so this will be about 4 posts in one. For those who don't follow me on Facebizzle or Twittzer, well... I understand why you don't because of my embarrassing need to make words sound remotely un-gangsterish. Though I do post fun things there, including my latest post for What to Expect.
I really wanted the title for this to be "How to Make Sure Your First Mother's Day Doesn't Suck", but I relented and went with "A Letter to my Husband on my First Mother's Day". Take a gander if you'd like.
Just before my first Mother's Day, I got an email telling me I had been chosen as one of three new Mom Power Team members! This is an amazing group of Moms who kill it in the gym and manage to find time to do everything else in life. Apparently I fooled them enough to make them think I do the same.
My first Mother's Day in real life totally rocked. I was woken up by something other than my son... the ALARM. I was running the Sporting Life 10K and we had to be up at the butt crack of dawn to be down there in time along with the other 27,000 runners (WTF). I realize most Moms would run 10 kilometres way the hell in the other direction in order to sleep in and stay way the F away from a diaper, but I was excited to do my first race since having my little
The best part about the run? My Dad throwing out his back.
Wait, hear me out. My Dad is a runner and threw out his back the week before the race. While this is terrible, my Mom actually decided that she would take his bib and DO THE RACE herself!!!! She's never done a race before, and I was really pumped and proud that she did it. She is notoriously a walker, but ended up doing a run/walk and finished in 1:16! Basically faster than a shit ton of people who ran alone. She is cray cray. I was so proud.
| My Mom, Sis and I. We were napping. |
I was pretty proud about my race. Running has been, for me, the most difficult to "get back" after having a baby. It's great to get out and listen to music and be with myself for a while, but to get back to my regular pace has been harder than I anticipated. That being said, I was really happy with my run. My legs felt heavy the entire time, but I did it, and I felt great about that.
I finished in 53:33 (my PR is 48:25, but this was a great run for me!) and my hubby and baby boy were at the finish line waiting for me. It was an amazing feeling... especially since my husband had to change what I'd estimate to be at least 2 diapers.
Score.
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| Just like winning an Olympic medal. |
We went for a greasy spoon lunch at Wvrst where I got my favourite chocolates, a Lulu gift card, and came home to this.
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| Hallelujah! |
How was your Mother's Day? What did you get your Mom? What would be a great gift for you to receive?













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