Wee Hour Workout

Right now I'm kind of feeling like I didn't just sleep for eight hours.  (Don't tell me to get used to it, do you know how many people say that to me?  Do you know how close I come to smashing them in the face with my coffee mug?)  Fletch is starting to supplement his 6a.m. wake-up call, and Doug's 6:30a.m. alarm clock yawn with special 3a.m. internal organ boxing matches.  No matter that there's a lack of wakeful audience.  I stir to punches, stretches and flips of solitary enjoyment in the early morning hours.  Sometimes it's kind of scary at first, and then a bit frustrating.  It's not like I can tell him to go back to sleep.  I mean, it's me.  But it's not me.  It's someone inside of me.  Working out.  At 3a.m. 

This past week was pretty exhausting...as April always is for environmental educators.  Quick! It's Earth Day! We need a nature person!  And a tree! Let's plant a tree!  I almost feel as if I'm overextending myself at this point, leading multiple hikes a day, and I'm starting to feel as if I should slow down.  (Then I think about that lady that mountain climbed when she was 9 months pregnant and I'm like, you are a total wuss.)  Yesterday we hosted 50 third graders from a local Catholic School for an Earth Day clean-up in partnership with the hotel.  The weather was gorgeous and the kids were sweet.  One of the boys found a DVD entitled "Co-Ed Hotties" and brought it up to me...complete with a picture of a nude woman with stars covering her nipples.  I tried to be serious and just throw the paraphenalia out but my insides were bursting with hilarity. (Colin later informed me over sushi that there is a name for this kind of discovery:  Woods Porn! It's real and it's on Urban Dictionary and it almost made me pee my pants again).  I digress.  I led another hike in the late afternoon, and although the sun was shining and the breeze was heavenly I was losing my voice and spent by the end. I guess I'll just suck it up, as the busy days are only going to continue until the end of the month. Then my focus will shift to swimming lessons and crazy moms, which is decidedly less physically tiring, but more of a mental excercise. 

It was very nice to sit down with one of the employees of the hotel and her 4 month old after the Earth Day business.  She and the rest of the hotel employees gave me a great baby bag filled with supplies that new moms never know they need, along with a very generous gift certificate.  The gesture was so sweet, and I'm thankful to be meeting new people every day with good advice and funny stories.  Forget dogs, bumps are truly a conversation starter!

So it's Saturday, and it's supposed to rain here soon (we really need it), but right now the birds are singing, the Band is on the local radio station, and the sun is playing through the leaves.  It looks like another weekend of list-crossing-off, home renovation and baby preparation.  Colin is continuing to work on the office and has already been up for hours.  After next weekend we will start on Fletch's room.  We found a pretty awesome homemade changing table/cabinet for sale on Craigslist that I want to nab for upstairs.  Along those lines, we're all signed up for childbirth classes and start on April 30th.  The final countdown has begun.  So...I guess I'll get going and fold some laundry.   Or maybe I'll just walk over to the farmers market and take a nap before my next wee-hour workout.