Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Thrice Thwarted

My swimming career has come to a screeching halt by no fault of my own.

I swam last Monday, quite successfully.

Thursday: My alarm went off at 4:35. Livy was all gung-ho about nursing and cried when I tried to quit. She nursed until 6.

Monday: Again, this precious baby got in the way of my fitness plans. She was awake from 1:45 - 3:30. That did not make me excited about leaving the house at 5.

Tuesday: I renegotiated the terms of my swimming contract and decided to go this morning at 6:30. That blasted baby woke up ready to play at 4:30. So I figured I'd go swimming. She was awake and happy. HA HA HA. As soon as I put her down she screamed. I thought maybe she'd go back to sleep. HA HA HA. She just screamed and screamed. We didn't want to wake up the other kids, so I kept the baby. And then the kids woke up at 6:30 anyway.

Here's for trying another day. And hoping this baby cooperates.

1 comment:

  1. Good luck. I had no success with any kind of "classes" or schedule for me until the kiddos were nearly two years old.