Three and a half years later and I am still tired, he still isn't a great sleeper but that boy loves the outdoors. This week I am tired, sick, run down and exhausted but I keep playing that in my mind, "don't not do things just because you are too tired". It is hard and always easier to just stay inside but we've taken advantage of the weather this week discovering our outdoors man is also a cross country skier.
We live next to the Wilson's, a retired couple who are the sweetest neighbors. Mrs. Wilson used to be my middle school reading teacher and cross country coach, she is a photographer and avid gardener who seems to never age a day. Mr. Wilson aka "Wilson" to the boys loves the outdoors especially skiing. Ever since Trexen's first winter he has been talking about getting him on skies. They collect cross country skies and get all of their grand kids out on them. Well this winter is the one, they brought over skies for the boys and anxiously awaited watching out their window for the first attempt.
I don't love the outdoors and with my rapidly growing belly am not as agile trudging through the snow but he wants to ski. So I've bundled them up, attached the skies and followed Trexen through the woods several times this week all while carrying Pacey Pie who still hates winter. Trexen just loves it, he doesn't whine, he doesn't cry, he falls and gets up and he yells for mommy and Pacey to catch up. He has gotten so good Wilson brought him over some real skies, the ones with boots and poles and everything. Trexen calls them "camping skies", not sure why, but he begs to go on the camping skies every night.
It is so much easier to stay inside, so much warmer and less taxing on this preggo body but I would miss so much joy, pure happiness from my biggest boy. Obviously there are times for rest and times when my exhaustion has to take president but this week we will keep going, push through the sickness and take advantage of the balmy (don't you just love that word) winter weather.