Eating for Three

Hahaha, no I am not pregnant with twins!  I have just been really really hungry lately.  I feel like I am eating for three; my legs, Aurelia (since I am still breastfeeding), and myself.  I feel like I could just keep an endless supply of food coming into my body to keep it energized for all this running.  When I look at it, I don't actually eat that much during the day since I am always running around doing kid stuff, but at night, when the kids are tucked in bed, I seriously eat what must be five pounds of food.  Whatever we have for dinner I pile up on my plate and think there is no way I could eat ALL that food, but I do...and then I have ice cream or cookies for dessert.  I should just eat more throughout the day, but for some reason I don't.  I'm going to try to work on it though so I don't feel so ravenous at the end of the day.  It's not that I don't eat by any means, just apparently not enough.

I had a good week of running this past week.  It was really hot the first part of the week, but not too bad if I ran in the evening.  Actually, my seven mile run I did in the middle of the day while the kids were napping because Dom went in to work overtime that evening.  I think I posted on my facebook; 7 miles. 95 degrees.  Not cool.  Literally.  That sums it up pretty well, definitely not easy.  For some reason I thought that seven miles is easy shmeasy now since I've been running more.  Another not so smart thought on my part, because (especially in 95 degree heat) it was hard.  Duh.  Luckily for me the weather changed and it became cooler for my ten mile long run ( the mileage decreases every couple weeks then increases again).  That run was much better than the seven miler earlier in the week, just a beautiful day and a feel-good sort of run.

On another note; this past week we did add to our family.  Dom dropped me off at Super Cuts for a trim and took the kids to PetSmart.  We do this a lot just to look at the fish and birds and other fun animals, but we always just LOOK.  When they picked me up Constantine had a little critter box on his lap.  Dom had gotten him a pet rat!  I thought they were fooling with me and I would open the box and find some dog treats or something, but no...it was a rat.  You probably think that I was upset because it was a rat, but I actually love rats.  I actually told Dom all the time that if we were to get something I would want to get a rat.  When I was little I had a million pets (maybe more like a hundred...a lot).  I would definitely say that rats are the nicest of the little fury friends.  I was just mad because I am annoyed with our crazy dogs and I didn't want another animal to take care of right now.

Constantine named him Four and he is actually awesome!  If there is anyone out there with a child like Constantine I would one hundred percent recommend getting them a rat.  He sits right on Constantine's tray and just hangs out with him.  He is so nice.  C likes to put toys on his tray like our toy barn and Four goes inside with some toy animals.  He makes Constantine so happy so I have no problem taking care of him....As for the dogs, as sad as it makes me, I think one of them has to go.  I feel like all I do is yell at the dogs for barking and eating things etc. etc. etc. etc. and I don't want to be that person.  I love animals and I want my kids to love them as well, not always see mommy mad at them.

See Four behind C's neck :)

Those were the highlights of this past week.  Now I am just gearing up for a harder week of running and a busy week of planning for C's school.  It is a long process to get him into preschool with the right programs and people.  I want to make sure everything is just right for him before I decide to let him go to school.  This week we have the first meeting with the school to get (and give) a lot of information.  It's kind of overwhelming (mostly because I don't want him to get sick, but also because I am a little bit of a control freak about his care). I think he would love it though so we are checking it out.