Jenny Ford, owner of Monkey-Toes.com, Baby Week 11

Week 11

So this week was my dear, sweet Ella’s 8th birthday. I know, I don’t look old enough to have 8 and 9 year olds – thanks!  We took her to this uber-fun place called Jump Street – wall to wall trampolines.  Oh my!  I haven’t jumped and flipped on a trampoline in over 20 years.  We had a really great time.  Except one thing – rewind to any of my blogs about my leaky bladder (pretty much all of them).  Ya, you guessed it, I was peeing my pants with every up and down and, of course, I had not prepared myself for that – oops.  It was so much fun though, I would do it again (with protection) in a heartbeat.  And my, what a workout it was.  We all left sweaty and exhausted and we were only there for 2 hours.  I consider that my exercise for that day.

Speaking of exercise, I was able to get 2 runs in this week.  And I secretly replaced our 1 mile run with a mile and a half!  Shhhh, don’t tell the kids.  It was great – I feel like I could have gone way longer, getting lost in my ipod, but the complaints from the kids was enough to sprint myself off a bridge.  Ella – I have heart burn (translation = side stitch), I twisted my ankle, it’s too hot, it’s too cold, my shoe is untied, blah, blah, blah.  Rose – just falls really far behind in her own little world talking to imaginary friends.  She said she is “saving her energy”.  Apparently you can “save up” energy for 2 months and bring it out when you need it.  Well if that’s the case, then I’ve been “saving” all my energy during my pregnancy and I will be pulling it out for workouts now – and I should have tons of it.  Now that’s an excuse I haven’t heard before - made me laugh.  While I was waiting for the girls to catch up I even threw in some lunges.  I’m sure everyone’s butt kinda cringes when they hear the word LUNGES.  They hurt and ya, in the middle of that night – it was burning!  So to sum up my week for exercise – 3 miles and 2 hours at Jump Street – feeling good!

Could this kid be teething already?  Look at the drool in this picture – this little example of niagra falls is nothing.  It’s ALL.DAY.LONG folks, soaking me, his clothes, the kids, everything.  Did we give birth to a Basset Hound?  For two days his cheeks were red, he was fussy, his head felt warm to the touch – the only thing that would explain all of this is teeth!  (or rabies)  Seriously, at just under 3 months of age – kids these days, developing earlier and earlier – must be all the hormones in his food (I have been quite PMS’y lately).

My head is always turning with ideas for inventions, whether they are good or not is another question.  And after being slimed several times with little Niagra (Oscar) in the flying position over my head I started to think about how cool it would be to have a doorway jumper contraption, but in the laying down belly position.  That would avoid any sort of drool to the face instances and make baby happy in his favorite position.  Then I thought further – you could swing your baby in the doorway and they would fly…right into the wall.  Ok, so my idea needs a little tweaking… or a helmet.  Alright, I’m gonna scrap the baby Superman swing.