Sullivan: 18 Months

*Sully turned 18 months on August 21, the day I wrote this letter to him* 

Dear Sullivan,

I know I don't write you monthly letters anymore, but since it's your half birthday today, I wanted to document the little toddler you are growing up to be. It blows my mind how much you have changed since your first birthday. On a day to day basis, the changes aren't as noticeable, but when I look back on your photos from month to month, it's hard to believe you were ever not walking, talking or throwing temper tantrums! Your little personality is developing rapidly and it is a delight getting to know you better and better. You have the best sense of humour, and neither your father or I are quite sure where it comes from, but we strongly think you take after your Papa Fraser in that field. He was quite the prankster and jokester growing up (and still is), and we see those characteristics in you more and more.

 

You babble non-stop during the day, but the only real words you say are Dada, ball, more, buh-bye, uh-oh, and sometimes mama, but usually only when you are upset. On a whim, I started teaching you some sign language which you picked up immediately. Signing "more" is your most used and helpful sign. You use it to communicate when you want more of something you're eating, when you want something from the fridge or pantry, or when you want me to repeat something, like tickling you, or reading a book again. You can also sign "water", "grapes", "nap/bed time", and "bath".

While your vocal vocabulary is still developing, you clearly understand when we are talking to you. You can point out all your facial features, and point to specific people when asked to identify them. You will go retrieve things when asked, and you love to take things to the garbage and to the washing machine or laundry basket. You are quite the little helper when you want to be!

Your appetite, for the most part, is pretty darn good. Your favourite foods are yogurt, cheese, green smoothies, olives (green and black), pickles, apple sauce, cottage cheese, green peas and grapes. Fruit is hit and miss. Some days you will devour blueberries, for example, and then the next you think they are the grossest thing ever. You still nurse 2-3x per day (morning, nap and bedtime), but if I'm not available, it's no big deal and you easily go to bed, or wake-up, without. You still aren't much of a fan of any type of milk or non-dairy milks, but you will drink the odd glass of cow's or almond milk if it's mixed with chocolate almond milk. Of course, anything from mom's or dad's plate or glass tastes 100x better than the exact same food or drink on your plate.

We haven't properly weighed or measured your height in awhile, but based on our home scale you were just over 22 pounds. For height, all I know is you are a few inches short of the minimum height requirement of 32 inches for the rides at Heritage Park! You are still sporting size 4 diapers, which I feel like you've been in forever, and mainly wear size 12-18 month clothing. Pants in the 6-12 month range still fit you better in the waist, but aren't long enough in the legs. You are my lean, and muscular little toddler!

 

You are still a great sleeper, and rarely wake up in the middle of the night, and if you do, you are easily settled back down if you can't do so on your own. You still wake up pretty grumpy, both in the morning and from naps, but I'm hoping that's just a phase. Naps are still a daily struggle and totally unpredictable. I'm lucky if you'll nap for 45 minutes most days, although some days you'll stretch it to an hour and a half. But I have never, ever, been granted the gift of alone time from a three hour nap! Those must be a myth. Gramma says I was the exact same growing up, so I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

Sully, you test my patience daily, question my sanity at times, drive me bonkers, but my love for you is larger and stronger than I ever thought was humanly possible. You are my little mini-me, with the stubbornness and temper to prove it. I look at you every day and think what did I do to deserve such an adorable, spirited, loving little boy.

 

I love you to the moon and back,

Mommy xoxo

Weekending: Birthday Edition

This past weekend we celebrated a very special half-birthday (how is my baby 18 months old?!) and my number one man's full birthday. We didn't do anything big, or even really leave the house, but sometimes those are my favourite weekends.

On Friday, it literally poured all day. And I mean poured! Luckily, Sully and I didn't have any where to be so we had a quiet day at home before picking up Jim from the train station.

{18 months young!}

Saturday morning I woke up with a bit of head cold and took advantage of Jim being home to occupy Sully. Hot water with lemon and honey is my favourite go-to throat soothing drink. And this book! I'm about 3/4 of the way done and quite enjoying it. I honestly had no intentions of reading it, but it was on the front shelf at our local library, so with the moving coming out soon, I took it as a sign that I should read it. It's not my normal genre of choice, but it's not really that "sci-fi", other than it takes place on Mars. Some (ok, most) of the biology and engineering talk is over my head, but it doesn't really impact the enjoyment of the story.

Later in the morning, the sun came out so we went for a big walk around the neighbourhood. Sully loves being in the chariot as opposed to his stroller. As we were heading back to the house, we let him out so he could splash in some puddles, which is his new favourite thing to do.

After nap time, I snuck out of the house to get groceries, but not before spending an hour at Winners trying on clothes. I only left with one top, but shopping without the pressure of a toddler about to explode at any second has got to be one of the best things ever, ha! Sully spent the afternoon "working" in the garage with Jim (his favourite room of the house - both of theirs), but also likes to take "breaks" and bark orders from in the chariot. I think his favourite book, The Boss Baby, is not a good influence.

Sunday was Jim's birthday and we first celebrated by all sleeping in! Then Jim and Sully got in some solid block building while I cleaned up the main floor. Our friend's, Kate and Dan, and their baby, came over in the afternoon for dinner and birthday cake. We made Grilled Chili Honey Lime Chicken Thighs on the BBQ (sans the sauce), which are delicious! It was our second time making them and they were just as good as the first time. I'm not much of a baker so I went with a store bought cake, and it was a huge hit! Sully was digging in even before Jim could blow out his candle. Yes candle, singular. And it's a tea light. #wifefail

Later in the evening an old friend of ours was in town and popped over for a visit. Sully was in heaven having all these people to entertain all day long and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow (figuratively speaking, as he doesn't actually have a pillow in his crib). Some story reading before bed, then some Walking Dead for us, and just like that, another weekend has come and gone.

Tell me something fun you got up to this weekend! 

Spartan Sprint Race Recap

I never had any intention of running the Spartan Sprint this year as I am already signed up for the Spartan Super in Red Deer in September and I didn't know anyone who was running the race in Calgary. But then I attended the Spartan Race Workout Tour a few weeks ago, and I started thinking maybe the sprint would be good "training" for the super. The sprint also happened to fall on the weekend my sister would be visiting me and it's always been my dream to do an obstacle course race with her. It just seemed like it was meant to be. And then to sweeten the deal even more, Jen and Laura were kind and generous enough to gift us their extra race entries that they weren't able to use. Laura was running the race on Sunday too, but we ran in different heats which didn't allow us to meet up afterwards.

Friday night and all day Saturday, it poured rain in Calgary. And the temperatures from the hot week we had plummeted drastically. We were scheduled to run on Sunday and we crossed our fingers all day Saturday that the rain would stop and the weather would improve. When we woke up on Sunday, the rain had finally stopped, and although the sun was out, it was still pretty chilly.

We were scheduled to run at 10:30 and left the house at 9 a.m. so that we would have ample time to park and check our bags. We had an hour to spare once we arrived which was plenty of time. We had picked up our race packages the day before and applied our bib number tattoos to our arms before we left the house. It wasn't nearly as busy on the grounds as I expected and we were even able to watch the 10 a.m. heat start. McDonald's was on site with free coffee and while I don't usually drink coffee before a race, we gladly accepted one just to warm ourselves up! We checked our bags at the last possible minute so that we could keep our sweaters on as long as we could.

 

{"before"} 

I'm not going to lie, I was getting pretty nervous watching the competitors around the course. It was muddy as hell out there and I was so worried about being cold. But once we started running, I quickly realized that the temperature was perfect for running in. Not too hot, and not too cold. In fact, the watery-mud pits were almost refreshing! There wasn't actually a lot of running involved, or at least, not as much as I had anticipated. The paths and trails in between the obstacles were complete mud trenches and you really had to focus on where you were placing your feet. The first part of the course weaves up and down a big hill. We would half-sprint up the hills using our toes to catch grip, and then slide halfway down the next part of the hill on our bums to help eliminate bailing. It was pretty fun, but also a little nerve-wracking!

The obstacles were tough. I have weak arms, and the majority of them require a strong upper body. On the first wall we had to scale, I slipped lowering myself down on the other side and hit the top of my arm on it. I am now sporting the biggest, ugliest bruise ever! There were some obstacles we didn't even attempt, choosing to do burpees instead. Obstacles like the rope climb (why even bother - we knew we couldn't have done it even if the ropes had been dry), the spear throw (the line-up was way too long), and the monkey bars (ya right!). I tried to do the monkey bars at the park before the race and I couldn't even do one! Oh, childhood Brie, you were so much stronger, ha ha!

 

{photos ℅ spartan race canada} 

In the days leading up to the race, I was terrified of the number of burpees I would most likely have to do. I knew from the Spartan Race Workout Tour that I couldn't do thirty burpees in a row without wanting to die, so I wasn't sure how I was going to survive them at the race. Luckily, the course marshals weren't paying very close attention and some even told us to just do "10" or "15". We basically did as many as we could and then moved on.

I think the biggest thing that surprised me about the race was how friendly the other competitors were. I was expecting everyone else that was there to be super competitive in a "get out of my way!" way. But from the moment we lined up, people were so nice. We were cracking jokes with other racers all throughout the course and random people offered to help us at every obstacle. I love when there's camaraderie at an event like this. It makes you feel like you're all in it together like one big team.

We were by no means running this race to achieve a certain finishing time. I figured it would take us about an hour, give or take, but due to the mud, we officially crossed the finish line at 1:48:59, which didn't surprise us at all! It felt like we had been out there forever! It was so incredibly awesome to cross the finish line with my sister. She has never ever ran any type of race before (despite her very active lifestyle), so it was honour to be a part of her first event!

One of my biggest fears about running the Spartan Sprint was that it would scare me off from the Spartan Super I'm signed up for next month. But it did quite the opposite. Yes, I'm still trying to figure out how in the world I'm physically going to complete an obstacle course race that is more than double this one, but I'm really excited to push myself further than I've ever pushed myself before, and I'm also really looking forward to doing the Super Spartan with an awesome group of women! If you've never ran an obstacle course race before, Laura wrote a great post on how to prepare for your first one, but most importantly, don't be afraid! I promise you will have a great time!

Do you run obstacle course races? 

Have you ran a Spartan race before?