St. Paddy’s Day

St. Patrick’s Day a few years back. Looking cool and listening to Bagpipes. The bagpipes were loud. 

Happy St. Paddy’s day everyone! Hopefully you had your green on today so you didn’t get pinched. I have always believe in wearing green on this Holiday, for some reason I always feel like I need to deck myself out in the color. Today was a very busy day for me. The baby slept 9 hours straight last night... I am still in utter shock, but I will take it. So I woke up with lots of energy. Started the morning off with Green Chocolate chip pancakes and then headed off to barre. The pancakes were all natural mix and the chocolate chips where Dairy Free, Soy Free, and Gluten Free. All of my eating has to be dairy free. My daughter was diagnosed with a Dairy Allergy at 5 weeks old, and since I am still pumping I have to cut out all dairy from my diet. So no pizza, lasagna, casseroles with lots of cheese... to say the least I miss those things, but I will do anything for my kids! Below are a couple of pictures of my pancakes. They are green to get into the spirit. 

The Pancakes were delicious! I always make enough to eat throughout the week. Plus my son came home today and he loves pancakes. After making pancakes I went to Barre... no not the Bar...Barre it is a workout center. I LOVE Barre, I don’t know how many ways I can say or show it. I have never liked working out. I hate running, jogging, the whole working out by myself, I am not good at. I need other people around me to push me and to hold me accountable. I found Barre through my friend and sister in law. I remember the first class I went to I thought I was going to die. My whole body was shaking and I was using muscles I hadn’t used in a long, long, time. But as I am sitting there, sweat dripping, me cursing in my head, the instructor yells to embrace the shakes because that is our body changing. I remember leaving the class knowing 3 things: 1) I was not going to be able to walk the next day. 2) I had just pushed myself to limits that I didn’t think I could reach, and 3) I would be back. My first class was a year ago. I love at Barre there isn’t just one way todo a move, the instructor is constantly showing you ways to modify the move based on what your body needs that day. Barre is my drug, I crave it, I have to go to the workout, I literally wake up every morning needing to go to the class. It is also my one hour of peace, that I am able to just focus on myself, and let everything else go. Barre is my Zen.

After Barre( which was a good workout today). I came home and snuggled with Adalynn until I had to pick up my parents and son from the airport. Of course it was raining when I had to go get them, and then they had to load up the suitcases in the rain...go figure. All in all it was a great day. Tomorrow I am back to walking. Until then don’t get into too many Shenanigans.