I used to be so good about working out on work days. It was part of my routine. I loved it. My whole day was out of whack if I didn’t get in my workout. But since returning to work that has changed. Arabella goes to bed before I get home, so the morning is the only time I have with her. And when I workout, not only do I lose an hour+ of that time, but it also takes me longer to get ready. (ie- more lost time). This is all to say that I’ve been slacking. And also that I didn’t work out today.
During my time not working out, I got to see Arabella eat apples for the first time. She’s really getting into the baby food thing. She now reaches for the spoon— and when she’s really hungry it’s impossible to feed her fast enough. This is a good problem to have. I mean come on- is there anything cuter than a baby eating apples? Don’t answer that. Because yes, of course there is. But I thought it was pretty cute in the moment.
The Steelers has the Monday night game this week which would have meant my husband going to Durkin’s and taking advantage of my parents being in town to watch Arabella. But he’s still sick so he stayed home. (How do you know your husband really feels like poo? He skips Durkin’s AND goes to the doctor). Arabella and I are still standing on that front- and I’m eating ALL the Airborne I can get my hands on. The best offense is a good defense, right??
Here’s a photo of Arabella in one of her many Steelers outfits. I lobbied for the tutu, but my parents went for the pink instead. I’m told Arabella happily chewed on her pink terrible towel until about half time before going to sleep. She has now officially watched more Monday night football than I ever have.
She and Jarmon were also treated to game time snacks prepared by my parents. #spoiled
Poor Baxter— he wore his Steeler jersey too (as is the game day ritual in our house as mandated by my husband), but no one took his photo. (Pretty sure he DID get some snacks). Here he is earlier in the day looking appropriately sad. Or maybe just sleepy.
Trina Orlando 