Even walking is difficult!

Sorry I haven't been posting so regularly.  My mom was in town for a week and I was enjoying her company - so blogging was back-seated.  Her visit was amazing and I was so thankful she came.  We had lots of time to hang out, chat, catch up, and she got lots of Evan time.  It was perfect.  I was so sad when she left.  It was back to TV and long days alone.  I am trying to get into some kind of routine though - to make the days more structured and less lazy (i.e. me sitting in front of the TV not moving for hours).  Even with a semi-routine it has been tough to find time to blog.  I am really trying to get things together so hopefully I'll be blogging more regularly, but no promises.  We'll see what happens.  This baby stuff sure is time-consuming!

Although I haven't been cleared for actual exercise yet (have to wait until my six week appointment), I have been cleared to walk. {Note - I wrote this a bit ago and today was my 6 week appointment - so I'm cleared to run - yay!!}  And I am trying to walk as much as possible.  I love taking walks and the weather is so nice these days that it's a crime to not get out.  Plus, since we can't open the windows in our house for fear of a stink-bug invasion, it's nice to get some fresh air.

Evan is not always a fan of walking though.  Sometimes I put him in the car seat (we have a BOB stroller with the car seat adaptor) and he falls right asleep.  Other days (like today), I put him in and he starts crying.  And doesn't stop.

This is him on a good day:

 

 

 I didn't take photos of him on a bad day.  Like today.

On Wednesdays I try to walk to my sister's house and visit with her for a few hours.  She lives about a mile and a half away and it's perfectly easy to walk to her place.  Today I left thinking I'd take a detour and make the walk a bit longer.  It was so beautiful out and I wanted to spend as much time outside as possible.  I turned the corner out of our development and crossed the street.

Evan started crying.

I thought maybe I could lull him to sleep so I stuck the pacifier in his mouth and we continued on our way - making the turn down the detour street.  Evan continued to cry.  And cry.  And cry.  I tried to bump him to sleep by putting one wheel in the grass.  This worked for a total of ten seconds.

A few feet away was a cut-through to the faster way to my sister's house.  I thought about it for about a minute and decided that we were going to have to abort the mission.  A long walk was not going to happen.  A short walk was becoming impossible too.  I needed to get to my sister's as quick as possible (and hopefully pass as few people as possible since people give me looks when I am walking with a screaming infant).

Since I hate to hear him cry, I took him out of the car seat and carried him until he fell asleep.  Yup, I had him in my left arm and I pushed the stroller with my right.  I did this for at least half a mile.  I tried putting him back in after he fell asleep but he wasn't in a deep enough sleep so he woke up and started crying again.  So I took him out and walked with him some more.  About ten mintues later he was completely out and I could put him back in the stroller.

My arm was about to fall off.

But we made it to my sister's house.  What a relief!

So, even walking can be difficult.  I really though babies loved the lulling of cars and strollers but Evan seems to defy the odds.  He is not a fan of either - although he cries less on walks than he does on car rides.  I'm hoping that the more he goes in his car seat the more comfortable he'll get.  I bought this overly expensive BOB running stroller with dreams of going on long runs with him.  Just my luck that he hates the car seat and will probably hate the stroller too.  I guess we'll see!

And maybe I'll get that long walk in tomorrow...

But he's so darn cute I can't be mad!