I hate to complain. There is nothing I would rather be doing than being a SAHM. The good old outside world pictures us SAHM types sitting on our rears all day watching the SOAP network. I am BUSY. ALL the time. There is always SOMETHING to be done. Period.
Despite my crazy business and chasing Haley around: I balance my life well. I have a little bit of a social life. I find time to exercise daily. I have time for my hobbies (sewing, reading, photography, writing, stalking--sometimes all at the same time). I even got the wink and thumbs up from my new doc's nurse on my drink a night wine habit (I like this new doc already). I've got a really good gig going, and it is all thanks to the man who is the bacon--er brings homes the bacon.
But the one thing I HATE doing. Laundry. I have two loads of laundry to fold. It isn't even that big. And so it sits on the living room floor. I will get it done, but not before major procrastination. I wish I would just do it as soon as the dryer buzzes. The worst part of it is thinking about doing it. I mean, seriously, I can watch TV while doing it. How bad can it really be? I just don't wanna.
But that isn't even the topic of today. It is probably the motive for me blogging. I am blogging in order to procrastinate. From now on, just assume, when I am blogging, I am also staring down a pile of clean laundry. Because let's face it, blogging has fallen pretty low on my to-do list.
I guess you all will just be given the generic update on the Abbott life.
First off, Haley. She is getting big fast. Today, grandma and grandpa watched her so I could go do some running. They taught her to "quack, quack, quack" and say duck. It is probably the cutest thing I have ever seen. And then Ian taught her how to give Eskimo kisses. She has a very serious face. But the most beautiful smile and laugh I have ever seen.
She gets into everything and is very quick to tell you if she doesn't like something, or wants something. I guess it goes with the territory of having a 14 month old. I love reading books to her. That is probably one of my favorite things to do with her. I also love just interacting with her. She finds the simplest things to be funny. For example, the other day, she took my hand, opened my hand, and then handed me a toy. Then took the toy back and closed my hand. She taught that was the coolest thing she had ever seen. At this age, you just never know what she is going to do or say. She went through a stage where she walked around saying no, no, no. Now she walks around saying ya, ya, ya, ya, ya. I prefer the latter.
What else. Running is going well. I still want a better pace. I am currently averaging between 12-14 minute miles depending on the heat and hills. I would like to get around 10-11 minutes miles by fall. I think one thing that I enjoy so much about running is it is simply measureable. There are two variables, how far you went-and how long it took you. You can see your progress easily. And while you are doing it….freedom. Freedom from your own mind. Freedom from time rushing past you (because let’s face it, 5 minutes seems a lot longer while you are pounding the pavement compared to surfing Facebook). Freedom from responsibly. Freedom to just be. Freedom to just breathe. It is intoxicating. I mix it up a lot with my classes from the YMCA, but gas is expensive and going to the Y 5 days a week is getting costly. So I think I need to think of a reasonable schedule to balance the two.
I don’t want to leave you all hanging on my peeing blood situation. I know you have been losing sleep and all. I went to my new doctor Friday. I have to say, first, that I adore her already. She sat down and talked with me. Took her time. Really listened to me. Made eye contact. Seriously, she made me want to be BFF’s. Now that is good bedside manners. We went over all the events, and just as the Urgent Care doctor was, she is stumped. Obviously you don’t pee blood for no apparent reason and they both ruled out UTI and Kidney stones. Basically, she told me that if I was a much older patient they would then start looking deeper for cancer. But it is so so so unlikely in someone my age that she prefers not to do so. So we are just going to monitor. In a month I will go in for another urine test. Luckily, my protein levels were back down, so that is a good sign. If the protein levels were still elevated then she said that would be cause a little bit more of a concern. Everything checked out beautifully. My current urine test came back good, so that was that. I guess I will hold off on writing that will. ( : But moral of the story, I do love my new doctor. She may be young, but I feel she knows her stuff and cares deeply about what she is doing.
Well, I think that is enough for one night. This laundry is not going to fold itself. Soon we are looking forward to a kidless vacation with a group of friends to the LAKE of the Ozarks. Not to be confused with the town. We got an AMAZING condo rental there. I have continued to pull up pictures and day dream about all the fun that is about to be had by all. I got not one, but two new swim suits. I am hoping to convince someone to go hiking with me. If not, I will fly solo. I don’t mind. But I am just in the hiking kind of mood. I want to go climb a tree or something. Why? Because I can.
Peace.
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