Last week, if you follow me on Twitter, you would have noticed that I was trying to achieve a goal. That goal was to run 50 miles. This was a challenge from my “My Sweat Project” group that I am a member of on Facebook. Every monthly this group sets a challenge and you have to complete it. It’s a fun and competive way to get outside and move. Also, it’s a great way to change-up your workouts.
So the challenge for February was to run 50 miles. I would have finished this sooner but I go sick and then we had a crazy snow storm so by the time I was able to start the challenge I only had six days til March.
The first couple of days I ran in my neighborhood about three miles each. Then on Monday and Tuesday I ran seven miles each. Then on Wednesday, I ran three more miles. At this point my legs were killing me and decided to break the last few miles up into four runs.
When finishing Friday. I could barely walk and I had a killer blister on my leg. The bright side was that I finally got past the 250 lb mark that I was stuck at.
Will I ever binge run again? I don’t think so. I was really proud of myself for finishing the challenge but my body is still sore. I have to say that it was still worth it.
Since becoming a dad, I have found that a lot of the things I enjoyed alone have been taken away from me. Yes it is just as dramatic as is sounds and I am a little upset about it. Everyone needs some alone time. I actually think I wrote a whole post about it a few months back. This time it was a different and very personal.
Lat night my sister-in-law got very sick with that crazy stomach bug that I had on Monday. It was the “coming out of both ends and I think I am going to die” bad. So my caring wife left me home to parent by myself so she could take care of her sister. No problem because I have been alone with my kid tons of times and it was a piece of cake.
After cleaning the kitchen, putting away her toys, and folding and putting away laundry I started to have the urge to “drop some kids off at the pool.” K-Dub was following me around everywhere so I knew that it was going to be impossible to shut her out of the bathroom and I needed to see what her little tiny genius hands were going to get into. So I cracked the door a little.
So I am sitting on “The Throne” doing my thing. It was actually quite peaceful. I sent some tweets, looked at my friends pictures on Facebook, and looked at some posts on my WordPress Reader. Then K-Dub comes crashing through the door like a swat officer. She looked at me and started laughing. I thought that she might leave but she then closed the door all the way. Then she sat on the floor and started to play. It was awkward. I never thought I would ever be doing my business with my daughter standing there. Looking back on it was really funny that she kept having a conversation with herself.
OMG My kid is actually sleeping in this morning. I might actually get a whole cup of coffee today!—
Daddy T-Fun (@TFunDaddy) March 06, 2014
This morning something happened that never does. My kid actually slept in until eight. I was so excited. I actually got a shower and made it through my whole bathroom routine uninterrupted. I even made a cup of coffee to celebrate.
One thing I have learned is that you have to treasure your most sacred rituals like taking a poo or enjoying your morning coffee. You never know when your kid will come in and ask you a question. Some people may think this is harsh and mean but I just call it parental survival.
When you become a parent your life changes a lot. Soon you find yourself doing things that you never thought you would end up doing. Your schedule changes, you plan outings and get-togethers around nap times, and you never quite get enough time to yourself. Welcome to Fatherhood! That is what my brother told me about a week after K-Dub was born.
It amazes me how much my life has changed since having a child. Here I am, a year of fatherhood under my belt, I can now say there are certain things that I will never do again in everyday life. Some of these things are by choice and some are by force.
I almost laughed myself out of my chair when typing this. Sleep is a thing of the past when becoming a father. I use to sleep in on the weekends until 10 and now I am luck enough to make it 8. I went from a solid 8 to 8.5 hours a sleep a day and now I average to about 5 to 6 a night. I have of course become the master of nap time catch ups.
2. Staying up late
See number one! Why stay up when you know you will be woken by that hungry little critter at the ass crack of dawn? Staying up is parental suicide!
3. Getting Drunk
There is nothing like taking care of a baby while nursing a hangover. It is the worse possible feeling i the world. So pay attention to the ads on TV and please drink responsibly.
4. Watching a movie.
In the past year I think I may have seen 4 movies. When having a kid you don’t get to see as many. It was bad that I never saw any of the Oscar nominated movies this year. If it was never on Disney Junior then I never saw. I did find that I was not the only adult that who realized this. These parents did too.
5. Go out
The only time this happens is when we plan on having a sitter at least a week in advance. It’s hard to be a spontaneous romantic when you have to worry about who is going to watch your kid. Date night use to be so much more easier but now its more like the trying to solve world hunger.
Don’t get me wrong that there are more great things about being a dad than bad. Like a wise person once told me, The only thing that stays the same in life is that it is always changing.
I can’t believe we are here. 200 posts and going strong.
When you reach such a milestone like this you can’t help but feel very grateful. When I started this blog it was first used to vent about my frustrations when first moving out on my own. Then it sort of evolved into me writing about being a dad and the struggles and fun that come along with it. In 200 posts you have seen me go from a single guy, to a married man, to a father. You seen me indulge my creative side and start cooking. You cheered me on as I lost weight and cried with me when my wife and I went through our miscarriage.
So in 200 post the readership of this blog has increased dramatically. Everyday I am surprised with all the positive feedback I am given and the support to keep writing. To all of you I say thanks.
So here is to the next 100 posts and the next and the next…
Ever since I made potato soup during that crazy snow storm, I have had a lot of people ask me for the recipe. So I decided to post it on the blog for everyone to see. I am always in a hurry so instead of using baking potatoes, I like to save time by getting a bag of frozen cubed hash browns. I also like to save myself a mess and use microwave bacon instead of frying it in a skillet. Also, I try to make it a little healthier by using light sour cream and reduced fat cheese. Enjoy!
1 bag of frozen cubed hash browns
8 oz of light sour cream
1 bag of reduced fat cheddar cheese
5 cups of whole milk
1 package of mircowave bacon
1 stick of butter
1/3 cup of flour
1. In a stock pot melt one stick of butter on about med heat
2. Add flour while stirring with a wisk. Stir for about 1 minute until mixture is brown.
3. While stirring, add milk and continue stirring for about 2 minutes or until thick.
4. Slowly add frozen hash browns and bring pot to a boil.
5. Once to a boil, bring pot to simmer and add sour cream and half bag of cheese.
6. Cook bacon as directed. Once cooked you can either add it in the pot or keep out to garnish later.
Just had one of those "I should have listened to my wife" moments. Writing a blog about right now. Will post later!—
Daddy T-Fun (@TFunDaddy) February 27, 2014
Yes the following tweet was true.
As many of you know, I have been trying to run 50 miles in one week so I have spent a lot of my time at the gym. I have already lost close to 45 pounds and my wedding ring is starting to be very loose on me. My wife has been telling me to take it off and leave it at home so I don’t lose it. I have not listened to her at all.
Last night I was running my 4 miles when my wedding ring felt really lose. I took it off and put it in the storage compartment on the treadmill. Once I finished my run, I grabbed my gym bag and started to head to the door.
I got home and started to make dinner when I looked down and realized that I left my ring at the gym. Without letting BrittWhitFun suspect anything, I sneaked away from the kitchen and called the gym and they had already found it. I told them to hold it and I would come and get it tomorrow night.
When I returned to the kitchen and my wife noticed the my ring was gone. It was like her “wifey sense” was tingling. I told what happened and she turned her head and said that if I would have listened to her in the first place then it would have not happened. I just hung my head in shame and quietly made my dinner.
As a husband, I have had a lot of these moments where I should have listen to my wife. I don’t know if this is their super power or if they just know more than their husbands but one thing is always right. Your wife is always right and when she is not right his still is right!
When you are not a parent you can’t help but notice when kids around you are acting crazy. You first question is always, where is that kids parents at? Before I became a father, I was very quick to judge parents and the behavior that their kids mirrored in public and I always told myself that when I have kids I will never let them act like that.
Here I am. Thirteen months into fatherhood and I have to tell you that a lot of the things you said you would never do is a lie. I have found myself at the conclusion of that a happy child is a happy life. So when in public here are a few things that I have caught myself doing.
1. Letting my kid walk around in restaurants.
How many of us have been out to eat and looked over and saw a kid zoom by our table without an adult behind them? The you look about ten seconds later and see a parent walking, not so fast to be noticed, to stop her kid from running into the kitchen. I remember seeing these kids and thinking that kid’s parent must be slack.
This past weekend we were out to lunch with my in-laws and K-Dub was becoming restless. She had also had some stomach issues the day before. She kept whining in her high chair and throwing things on the floor. Finally after about five minutes later of trying everything to make her happy, BrittWhitFun took her our the chair. She then proceeded to walk around the restaurant. This would not be so bad if she did not try to visit other people’s tables.
2. Putting food directly on the table for my kid to eat.
When going out, I would see parents just put pieces of food on the table in front of their kids to eat. This would be great if the table had a place mat. I know that when a piece of food falls off my plate, I do not pick it up and eat it cause you never know whats been on the table. Call me a germ freak but I strongly believe that is how some people get sick.
Now that I am dad, it does not bother me. A table is a table, and if it really bothered me, I could always keep some Clorox wipes in the diaper bag. Yea right! No one has time for that! Kids will be kids and kids will get sick. I have never known a kid to die from eating food directly off a table. Besides, they make place mats for kids. I recently bought one at Target for $6.00.
3. Letting your kid be loud.
Nothing would drive me crazy like hearing a kid cry or bang loudly on a table while the parents ignore them. I would always think that someone needs to shut that kid up.
Like I said before, as long as the kid is happy then don’t mess with them. Let them bang and scream all they want. I mean come on. We were just at a Ruby Tuesdays! It’s not like we were at a fancy place in downtown where my waiter reads me specials in french! Sorry people. I guess that was too much personal experience. I will calm down.
As you can see, my opinion about kids at restaurants has changed since I have become a parent. Now I look at kids and think that I wish there was something I could do to help. Then you look at your own kid banging her sippy cup on the table. You then start to smile and realize that you are too busy keeping you own kid happy.