TGIF

It's been a long week, and for the first time in at least a month or two, I'm REALLY glad it's Friday.  I asked Sara if she would sleep in until 8:00 tomorrow, and she nodded her head.  I'm holding her to that (you know, since I have a say in the matter and all).

Speaking of Sara, and in addition to my last "milestones" post, we've got another first to add to the list.  On Wednesday night, Sara went poo-poo in the bathtub.  She'd been taking a longer-than-normal bath, but was so enjoying splashing and playing that I felt no reason to rush her out of the tub.  I guess she just got too comfortable.  In her defense, she did give me a warning (albeit a 1/2 second warning): she stopped playing, looked me in the eye, and said, "Poo-poo, poo-poo."  Unfortunately, in the time it took me to snap into action in an attempt to pluck her from the tub, she squatted and went.  Needless to say, there ended that night's bath.  It was pretty gross.  And really funny.

I've let myself fall into some really poor eating habits lately.  Not anything in particular ... just too much of this or that on a very routine basis.  It's not good.  You can relate when I say that I have good intentions at the start of the day, but when I - for example - blow it at lunch, I use that as an excuse to let myself slide for the rest of the day.  Anyway, the results are not good.  I was able to really feel good about what I was eating and what my body looked like during the year before I got pregnant; I was going to the gym everyday and diligently counting my calories.  It wasn't over-the-top, and it did work.  A daily gym visit doesn't fit into my life right now, but there are still a lot things I can do to not lose control of my body.  I guess the point of putting this all here is hopefully just to create some sort of accountability for myself.  Time to start being smart again.

Tomorrow my college girlfriends are hosting a group shower in Des Moines for Rachel (pregnant with #2), Mandy (pregnant with #2 and #3), Brooke (pregnant with #1), and the other Brooke (pregnant with #1).  I can't be there, but plan to Skype into the party for a bit.  I guess the upside of not being there is that I won't partake of all of the desserts being served, which is at least a step in the right direction regarding my previous paragraph.  Still, truth be told, finding an upside of not being in attendance with so many of my very favorite people isn't the easiest.

Are the rest of you in as much shock as I am about the fact that July has come and gone?  I'm used to relaxing summers, losing track of what day it is, having plenty of time to schedule appointments, oil changes, lunch dates, etc.  While most weeks this summer I still managed to lose track of the day (which I blame on all of the attention my brain was having to pay to work), I now have missed my opportunity to do some of the things I'd typically have accomplished.  Even though it sort of sounds like it, however, I'm not complaining.  Most everything about my job is going brilliantly.  I'm not stupid enough to believe it will continue to feel that way every single day, but I certainly couldn't have asked for a better start to this chapter. 

This afternoon my principal and I went over to cheer camp for a bit to watch our girls compete with their end-of-week routines.  Our squad has 28 girls on it, they did SO well, and even walked away with the spirit award (not really sure what that means, but that's not the point).  It made me so proud that a group of girls coming from different schools could come together in a week and stand out amongst all the other squads to represent a school they haven't even set foot in yet.  At this point, I'm so ready for the construction crews to say their final goodbyes and for the students to arrive.

That's about all for now.  No big plans this weekend (except for eating right and Skyping, of course).  Hope you all enjoy yours.  Welcome, August!