Around a month ago, Arle stopped taking two naps a day. My life hasn’t been the same since. I loved the ol’ two-nap-a-day-gig. She would usually go down for her first nap around 9 a.m, then I would workout, shower, get ready, blog, and be ready for the day by the time she woke up at 11:00. I would have the whole afternoon to run errands, clean house, or whatever else I needed or wanted to do.
Since we returned from our Christmas trip to NM, I’ve been a lazy slacker and I totally put all the blame on Arle. She’s always been our alarm clock. Well, now that she’s down to one nap, she feels the need to sleep in until anywhere from 8:00 – 10:00 a.m. Trav and I think this is great on the weekends, but it’s really thrown a kink into our weekday morning routine.
Trav had to start setting the alarm again because he wasn’t rolling into the office until 9:30 or 10:00 some days. I, on the other hand, would just roll over and go back to sleep after he got up and into the shower. I always wake up when he comes over to kiss me goodbye and usually get up soon after.
I’ve suddenly realized how little I’ve accomplished over the past few weeks, due to this laziness. I’ve decided to turn over a new leaf, though.
This morning I drug myself out of bed at 6:55 a.m. (after snoozing only once), got dressed, and worked out. I’m sure this is the norm for many of you overachievers out there, but for me this is just nuts. It’s not so much the working out part, although yesterday was the first time I’ve done this since Thanksgivmas, it’s the getting out of bed early part that just doesn’t sit well with me. I love my sleep.
I’m so glad I did it, though, because it’s 2:49 p.m. and I’ve already accomplished the following:
- Worked out (I did 30 min. on the elliptical, crunches, push-ups, lunges, squats, and calf raises. And did I mention that I’m pretty sure I came really close to dying while burning those 60.2 carbs and 344 calories??? It was misery from beginning to end. Two months without working out and I’m like an 85 year old lady. Good thing my Ipod had Justin Timberlake screaming in my ears to “bring sexy back” because, folks, that’s really what this is all about.)
- Ate breakfast (I know it’s the “most important meal of the day” but I rarely eat it.)
- Took a shower
- Put my makeup on, dried my hair, got dressed.
- Watched the Today Show (All of this happened BEFORE Arle even woke up)
- Got Arle cleaned up and dressed
- Made Arle’s breakfast
- Made homemade buttercream frosting for my cake decorating class tonight
- Cleaned the kitchen floor
- Played with Arle
- Went to Gymboree
- Got my car cleaned, inside and out
- Dropped off/picked up the dry cleaning
- Made lunch
- Put Arle down for her nap
- Blogged
I’m amazed at how much I’ve already accomplished and that I still have time for more! I’m SOOOOOO going to get up early EVERY morning from now on. I feel like such a big girl.
















