I've been tagged twice

It's about time I updated (from Papa Runner's work computer this time.) So here are 7 things about me:

1. I just finished my second half marathon in Columbus last weekend. It was awesome! I set a PR of 3:06:07, which is 23 minutes ahead of my last time. Can't wait to do it again!

2. I'm a sleepwalker. I used to wake up in strange places, like my closet or the garage, but I've only caught myself sleepwalking twice since we've been married. Weird sleep patterns run in my family.

3. Speaking of weird sleep patterns, I also have very vivid dreams several times a week. I always remember them in detail. Like last night I dreamed that Papa and his best friend were taking turns towing each other in a wheelchair behind a Jeep. They were both covered in mud and trying to clean it off before I caught them. Sometimes I'll realize I'm dreaming, and then I always fly.

4. Every time I go clothes shopping for myself, I come home crying. I hate shopping.

5. When Smartie was first born, I was a very "modern American" parent. But as time goes on, I find myself becoming more of an "ancient tradition" parent. I'm now an avid babywearer, do baby-led solids, and if God blesses us again I plan to nurse for at least 18 months.

6. I'm often a reverse perfectionist. If I can't do something perfectly, I'll give up and do nothing. "Better to be lazy than a failure." I'm working on accepting "good enough."

7. I took piano lessons for 8 years. I added up how much money my mom spent on it, and it was over $3000. I asked her if it was worth it. She claims it was.

I think everyone I know has been tagged already, so that's it for me.

Bad Weigh-In

I've mentioned in the past that my girls are super small. I've gone back and forth over the last five years from panic to confidence. I had decided after Smartie's four-year check that she's just meant to be small, and I wasn't going to worry about it any more. I offer healthy choices and let them eat as much as they want, trusting they'll get what they need.

Well, yesterday she had her five-year check. In the last year, she has gained less than a pound. She grew two inches, though, and now her height-to-weight ratio is so far off the chart her doctor (and I quote) "can say with confidence there are NO children in this country thinner than her. She is the thinnest child in the country!"

She's always been a picky eater, especially with carbs. She won't eat pasta, rice, or potatoes because she doesn't like the texture. (I found out last night this is very common in preemies, something to do with using their mouths before they're fully developed. Why didn't anyone mention that before?)

I don't know if she isn't eating enough or if she has a metabolic disorder that prevents her from absorbing enough. Sweetie has followed the exact same pattern of weight/height at all her checkups, too, but that kid eats like a horse! With both of them being so thin with such different eating habits, that makes me lean toward disorder.

We're supposed to add butter, oil, and/or cheese to everything she eats, give her half-and-half instead of whole milk, and come back for a weigh-in in two months. In the mean time, I'm keeping a food diary so we can have hard data to go over. If she doesn't gain enough, we'll be going to a specialist.

It's Been Awhile

I haven't posted in a while because my computer has developed a glitch between Blogger, Internet Explorer, and my filtering software. Everytime I try to log in, I get a pop-up saying the site is blocked, followed by an IE error message. I can see my page but can't access comments, post comments to other blogs, or add messages. I'm posting this in the library while Smartie has story hour and Sweetie is playing with my keys (hope she didn't set off the car alarm!)

Thanks to everyone for their kind words and prayers re: my miscarriage. It helps a lot to know people care.