Friday I had PT, so Aaron and the girls came along and he took them on a walk and to the playground next to the complex where my PT is, while I was in the appointment. It was a really good appointment. We did a lot of stretching/strengthening exercises, followed by a soft tissue massage, which to me felt more like a deep tissue massage. By the evening I felt really sore. We also ran errands, going to like 3 running store, REI, and some other randomness. We ate at Aribica Cafe, delish! We stayed in for the night because I had my race the next day, so we called it an early night.
Saturday was the Salin' Shoes 10k. My brother ran the 5k, I of course did the 10k. I ran a 48:25, not my best but certainly better than I thought I would have ran. I was very pleased. Aaron had Layla in the stroller, while Colleen stayed home with Kelly. She was up most of the night, and actually so was Layla, it was pretty exhausting, luckily Aaron stayed up with Layla after I couldn't take it anymore around midnight or so. I fed Layla shortly before we left for the race, and she slept for the whole thing and then for the next 2 hours or so, so it was nice that she didn't have to have a bottle, though, I do want her to keep her bottle drinking skills going too.
Saturday Night was SUSHI dinner! We went with my mom and Eddie, and it was amazing! We had 7 rolls, miso soup (my fave!), and salads. Aaron and I also had Sapparo, Japanese beer. When we got home we got the girls ready for bed, I fed Layla one last time, then we had some more drinks, champagne cocktails to be exact, and cuddled talking. It was a great night.
Sunday was Father's Day. I did not call my father. I haven't spoken with him in over a year and a half. He stopped returning my calls and never made any effort to see or hear about his granddaughter (before Layla was born), so I said fuck it, I am not going to care anymore, his loss. So, I celebrate Eddie, usually, and of course Aaron.
So, the babies woke up late again, Kelly was still sick, and Aaron got up early and went to Church. He goes to a non-denominational church called New Life, and I really don't care for it. Its gigantic, doesn't have pews, no statues or crosses, and is just too big-business to me. I am Catholic, so I prefer Catholic Church. In Fayetteville, we go to a similar church called Rockfish, but that one I do go with him too because I know he likes it, and they have a nursery Kelly can play in, and I can just sort of zone out while I am there. Sometimes I do listen, and always I am praying, but, I guess I have a short attention span and can't follow the pastor when they go on and on for like 30-40 mins. During Catholic mass there is the First Reading, the Second Reading, the Gospel, and the Homily. Each are rather short and to the point. Of course there are other things, like singing, and prayers, and such, but it moves along, and is generically the same, which I prefer.
Any ways, we just kind of hung out, I went running, and we took the babies to the park. Then Aaron went to the Y to lift. We had given the best father in the world, his present yesterday, a homemade, framed 11X14 poster of cut out pictures of the girls, and their foot prints and Kelly's hand print (Layla's was on the back).
He loved it! And little Layla rolled over for the first time from back to belly, then belly to back again. It was amazing! I thought Kelly rolled early (day before turning 3 months), but it happened, in front of me, Daddy, granny, and auntie colleen. I was freaking out about it, in a good way of course. She hasn't done it again today yet, but I am sure its only a matter of time before its just all the time.
For dinner we went to Back East with the girls, and Kendall and Brandon met us there, oh and my mom and Dylan were also there. It was a good dinner. The night was mellow, the babies went to sleep, and we cuddled and talked about the future, and where we might live. I wanted to cry, but didn't.
Monday, today, Aaron left to go back to NC. Before he left he bought a return ticket from Boston to Raleigh, NC, so I guess that's where he is going for the 4th of July, bums me out, I really wish he would come back here, but I understand, I guess. It does cost like twice as much...but we won't see him for 6 weeks, the last 4 of which we will have no contact with him. sigh
In other news, I have been running pretty much daily, and going to the Y a few days a week for uninterrupted workout time. Today I did pilates-yoga fushion class and squats with the bar (weighs like 25 or more pounds) and an added 10lbs, my run was 5.40 miles on the treadmill because it was SOo windy. Oh and I DID NOT get the Mirena birth control IUD. The night before my appointment I read online all these horror stories about women that lost their hair, gained weight, ggot and stayed bloated and had terrible mood swings. All things I would not be able to deal with, especially given my state of mind at the time. SO it was a no-go. I guess I will just start the mini-pill in August, before I go back to NC, and pray I am not already pregnant now, I highly doubt I am, but you never know.
OK, its about bedtime for mommy now. Layla has been sleeping well, usually in her swing, but she also falls asleep anywhere, including the floor, while she is playing with her baby gym, lol! She is silly! and getting cuter everyday :) She does not seem to be the cranky baby she once was, and Praise the Lord she loves her swing finally! Ok, now its bedtime.
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