|Mommy, why are you so lazy?|
You've probably heard, but the East Coast is a mess of heat and humidity today (and tomorrow, yay!) and it makes for a long day with a toddler. We went for a run/walk early so the dog could get her exercise, but it never really cooled off last night and it was already hot by 8am. I wanted to go earlier, but Faith was being contrary and sleeping in. I woke her up at 7:30am because any later and she won't nap and she was not pleased with me. She was really fussy inside, so I thought if we went to a shady park that she could tire herself out.
I'm pretty sure putting on sunscreen and driving to the park took longer than we actually spent at the park because it was so freaking hot and I'm TFP to sit and sweat in the shade at 9:30 in the morning.
|Ugh, this sand is DIRTY Mommy. What am I, an animal?|
|I'm going to need a bath after this.|
After about 20 minutes, I asked Faith if she would like to bag the park idea and go get Slurpees instead. Her reaction:
|You mean this park business was optional??|
She actually ended up picking out a fun juice bottle thing with a SpongeBob top instead of a Slurpee/Icee and was so excited to be in an air conditioned car that she busted out enthusiastic dance moves to the Wiggles "Hot Potato" song.
|Hot potato, hot potato!|
|Mashed banana, mashed banana!|
Yes, those are the actual lyrics and yes, I think the Wiggles may come up with song ideas while under the influence.
Meanwhile the dog's idiotic world, she likes to stand out in the hot sun until she almost vomits. It's like the fireplace in the winter, but somehow even sadder.
Yes, the tags are still on the chairs we just bought. I can't hold the thought to remember to cut them off. Maybe the shame of posting this on the internet will inspire me to just do it already.
I did the rest of my run (5 more miles) in the AC on the treadmill with a fan on me, which is pretty much the only way I can even approach comfort while running these days. Running with the stroller is steadily becoming less of a viable option because it uses way more abdominal muscles than I thought and steering it actually strains my obliques since my front abs are useless right now. I haven't given up on it entirely, but it hasn't been feeling good this week.
I think tomorrow is going to be an inside day since it's going to be even hotter. I may fill up her pool, but even that task sounds like it would involve lots of sweat on my part. I feel like being pregnant in the summer is like wearing a down vest all the time, but that could be just me since I'm always hot anyway. It's really fun how the heat makes me cranky. My husband was trained for combat and all, but I don't think that prepared him for coming home to me after a hot day with a boisterous toddler. Who says that men don't suffer in pregnancy?
How are you beating the heat this week? If it's cold where you are, you are dead to me.
Do you have any made up acronyms in your life?