Every year the college and young adult girls from grace point get together to play football in an annual powder puff football tournament against other churches in the area. I wanted to play last year but found out I was pregnant. Training started today and I thought it would be a good idea to train with them since I've been wanting to work out. I was even excited to play some football. I was a little hesitant because I am much older than some of the girls. But I think that I'm not THAT old and that I can hold my own. I approach the field and I see the 2 college male "coaches" and I was a bit embarassed. I was wishing that I've been running and that I was in shape. I was hoping that my 6 months of personal training last year will help me. I was comforted to see the two college girls that I know and I approached them and in an upbeat voice," are you ready for some football?" the one male coach asked "you training with us" "um yeah and maybe play to see how I do.." then he goes "well try outs will be in two weeks." oh wow. They're intense... I didn't know there would be try outs. Thats a bit harsh. At least let the girls be a part of the team and just bench them. I wouldn't mind sitting on the bench... the rejection of not making a church football team is a bit embarassing.

I never realized that you need to be in top shape to play football. I do feel motivated to work out regularly and thats what I really want out of this experience even if I dont' make the team. I love the young women at our church and it was fun to run and do some football drills with them. I had to split early because Jonah started to cry and it looked like I was going to miss the suicide running. Thank goodness. But I'll definitely try to put in some running time this week.

Hubs and my three children watched me play and it was so cute. Emma and Jadyn try to run with us but Emma quickly gave up and ran towards hubs. But jadyn stopped and cried b/c she couldn't keep up with us. So cute. Then Emma and Jadyn watched us run around the field and I hear them yelling "go mommy go... go mommy go..." Then when we were doing the football drills, they'd cheer for me to catch the football. Emma would come over and she'll encourage me. "do good mommy" and she'll stick out her fist and we'd tap fists. I have fans.

I can't wait till we can play some practice games. I can feel that I'll be very sore tomorrow. I hope to lose some weight and get fit.

I remember last week I was saying that I'd be a really good linesman and that I can't wait to play and went on and on in excitement about being a linesman. Then my youngest brother goes, "umm noona, being a linesman is nothing to brag about... they're the slowest and fattest of the players." hahah I knew I'd get some encouragement from my brother.(sarcasm)

Congratulations Amos & Christine!

I can't seem to fall a sleep. I lay awake and all these random thoughts run through my mind. It's been a great summer so far. I feel like I've been busy with social events and being involved with my church. I've also been exhausted from going in to work for 24 hours a week. I know that it's only 24 hours a week but it just seems to take a lot of my energy. I'm really enjoying it and I get to work from home starting Wednesday. Yipee. Now, I can shorten the hours of work per day. The last 2 days I worked 4 hour shifts and it was so nice to be done so early. Working 8 hours is long. I feel like weeks have gone by when I work 8 1/2 hours . Sometimes when I come out of work and go to the enormous parking lot, i forget where I parked. I feel stupid going in one direction and then pause and then go to the opposite direction. One time I see a nissan altima and try to unlock it and it didn't work and then actually put in the key to the car door and panic that it wouldn't turn. I look into the car and soon realize that it's not my car. I quickly look around me and am relieved that no one else was in the parking lot. Jonah turned 100 days yesterday and we will celebrate it today. He is such a pleasant baby as long as he is fed and no gas. He'll intently look at me and talk and smile. He has the most amazing smile. His face just lights up. I am really enjoying him.

A day at the Beach

We went to Ocean City for the day. We woke up in the morning and the humidity was low and it was sunny. So we decided to drive down. Emma has been dying to go done the shore and we finally went down. Emma and Jadyn both loved the beach. Jadyn couldn't get enough of the water. She had absolutely no fear of the waves. She'd lay on her belly and hold herself up with her arms facing the waves. We had to intervene many times or else the waves would have smacked her in the face. Their 9 year old cousin, Brae, would watch them so me and hubs could just sit and rest. It was a beautiful day.

Work is going okay, now. The first week I was so excited because I got to be out of the house and it was like a mini-reunion with people from school and work. The second week I started missing my family and I couldn't wait to go back home.

I feel like my milk supply is waning and I am really trying hard to up keep it by pumping at work. A friend of mine is also pumping at work and she had 3 unfortunate incidents. Yesterday, she came to me all flushed and mad. She told me she was pumping in the copier room when someone jiggles the knob and then sticks a key in and opens the door. She screamed and the person went running. She now tells me that she'll be working more shorter days so that she doesn't have to pump at work. As for me, I really don't have a choice. She pumps twice on an eight hour workday where as me, I have to pump at least 3 times. Thank goodness, I haven't experience anything like that but it is nerve racking. You'd think that the person would have knocked first.

I'm surprised at a job where the majority of the personel are women that they wouldn't have a mothering room, a room set aside for lactating mothers. I was talking to a newly mother who came back to work recently and she told me that she stopped breastfeeding because she was too embarrassed to ask her bosses about a place to pump. I remember asking one of the supervisor for a place to pump and she gave me this pity look. I am shocked. I can't wait to come home and it looks like that I'll be there for at least another month.

I am on a brink of giving up and stop breastfeeding. It's just so hard and I can tell my milk supply is so low. JD was so frustrated last night that I just ended up making him a bottle of formula. He gulped 3 oz and went straight to sleep. :( I'm going to try and nurse JD all day today and drink a lot of water. Hopefully, it'll get better.

Timbaland's "The Way I Are"

He's a genius. The beats... the hooks... he's got talent.

J.D. was baptized today. It went really well eventhough J was a bit restless. When we were up in front of the sanctuary and J saw all the people looking at her, her showmanship appeared. She was twirling and singing for the crowd. Such a diva.

Hubs family came to witness and it was very nice to have them with us.

I am so thankful to God for such a blessing and I lift my son up to him. I will raise him in the faith and pray that one day he will proclaim his faith.

We invited my two brothers and hubs family for an early dinner following our church service. It was very nice to spend some time with hub's family since we don't get a chance to see much of them in the summer. Most of them are down the shore for the summer. It was a good day.