I'm certainly feeling the three weeks of sleep deprivation but trying to get on with some normal things in life is helping me feel less like a zombie. Just getting us all up, dressed and fed takes hours, so having gone to the effort of brushing my teeth (when did I last wash my hair?) I might as well go out.
Yesterday was a good day to go out: no rain! I went to the park for another workout and was encouraged by the number of mums that had brought toddlers to the session. I recently read a blog entry from another mum blogger who talked about her frustration of not being able to do a workout at home with the kids about, and also of the wish for her children to see her exercising so that she is setting a good impression to them. I really empathise with that. I tried to do yoga at home while I was pregnant but ended up doing it when our daughter was asleep as otherwise she was trying to climb on top of me or push her toys into me.
The toddlers at this session stayed in their buggies for a bit, played together or on their own and occasionally wandered off and let mum have a bit of extra exercise chasing them back to the group. With other mums around there were lots of eyes to check that they were all safe and didn't wander too far. So now I am planning on going to another workout session with both kids in tow.
What about exercising at home? After reading the other mum's blog I've decided to adopt her attitude of doing what you can. Maybe yoga is best saved for nap times, but I can do stretches and play active games. My toddler really loves to jump at the moment so maybe more of that (apologies in advance to our neighbours below) or some enthusiastic renditions of "head, shoulders, knees and toes"?
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