We Have a Walker!

Madelyn is officially walking now! She has been cruising, walking while holding my hand, and taking anywhere from 3-10 steps to test out the waters before lowering herself to her knees to crawl for about 2 months now. Well, the other day she decided to use walking as her primary mode of transportation from point A to point B. Its so crazy. The last time I went grocery shopping, I held her or put her in the cart. Today, I was just picking up a couple things, so I didn't use a cart. My arms were super sore from the kick-boxing class and 50 girly push-ups I did this morning, so holding her was out of the question. My Beco was in Ross's car, so I just set her down, held her hand a little to guide her, and she just went for it! I have to get used to walking slower; because in my haste I accidentally caused her to take a rolling spill across the linoleum floor at K-mart. I felt terrible, but after a few tears she was up and smiling again in no time. Oh, and I went to K-Mart because Ross is always telling me I should support the underdog and they are closer, so I should go there. Well K-Mart didn't have a black one-sie and black tights for Maddy, so poop on you, Blue Light Special. Target still reigns as the champion as far as I'm concerned.

Oh, and WHY was I at a kick-boxing class? (Seriously- Kick boxing and K-mart? Who am I?) Because 24-hour fitness is undergoing rennovations and all but 1 cardio machine was unavailable. Since I had already packed my bags and dropped Maddy off at the kids room, there was no way I was going back. I ended up hanging out towards the back of the class with the other inept, uncoordinated women. Meanwhile. some 50 year old hot shot in the front row with frosted tips was doing extra kicks, booty shakes, and twirls. I was actually getting frustrated with her because I was trying to watch the instructor to do the moves right, and this other lady kept messing me up! Towards the end, I was tired and lacked motivation to keep up with the new moves. I just started bouncing around a bit and punching my arms when I felt it was appropriate. They were just moving so fast, and I was yawning, dripping with sweat, and so tired and over it. The class only had 5 minutes left, and I just wanted to be done so I could go wash my hair. At one point, the class instructer came over and started doing the moves right in front of me; trying to help I'm sure. I had to fight the urge to tell her that I was a lost cause, and she really was wasting her time.

After the work out, I was excited to take a shower and *gasp* blow dry and style my hair while Madelyn was in a supervised, padded play environment. A luxury I usually forego at home to wash dishes or fold the endless laundry. After my shower I got dressed and made my way over to the mirror. I was about to plug in my hair dryer, when all of a sudden I heard the overhead speaker:

'Attention 24-Hour Fitness guests; Would Amy Lumsden please come to the kids room. Amy Lumsden. Thank you".

She had a poopy diaper. I have NEVER been paged before. Madelyn is an angel in play rooms and church child care situations, and on the day I finally get to run a comb through my hair, she poops. So I went on looking like I always do (hair air dried/unstyled and minimal, half done make-up) and picked up my sweet smiling daughter. I guess motherhood has taught me to let go of my outward appearance and be thankful for a sweet girl and husband who think I'm beautiful, anyway!