Last night was a good night. Bigg Dave had some fun stuff planned for us (see below) and Brenna was really good for most of the class. We brought her pack & play and she stayed in there, content with her toys, for almost the entire class. We did leave â€œearlyâ€ at 9pm, though so we could get her home and get her to sleep.
Anyway,hereâ€™s what we did:
- 50 GHDs
- 50 GHBEs (35#)
- 3 minutes of whatever you want with a kettle bell (1.5 pood)
- 50 Hang Squat Snatch with the bar (technique practice)
- Dead lift protocol (3x (3 1/2 dead lifts with 85%-95% of 1RM + 8 box jumps)) 420#x3 / 20â€x1, 24â€x2
- Back Squat 8 â€“ 5 â€“ 3 (225#, 275#, 305#)
- Back Squat 2×5 @ 75% of 1RM WITH CHAINS (4×275# with 1 set of chains, 1×275# with 2 sets of chains)
- Back Squat 1×15 @ 50% of 1RM AFAP (185#)
- Press Strip Set 5 â€“ f â€“ f â€“ f â€“ f (8@135#, 5@105#, 3@85#, 3@65#, 2@45#)
Food went really well yesterday too:
Sleep is really the only thing that still is lacking a bit, but itâ€™s getting better. Brenna as gotten to the point where sheâ€™s too big for the bassinette in her pack & play. The directions on it say to stop using it if the baby is 15# OR if they can press up, whichever comes first. Well, sheâ€™s right around 15# AND she can press up, so we are done there. To compound things, her swaddling blanket is too small for her and I canâ€™t swaddle with a normal blanket. Iâ€™m just a spaz like that. Dealwithit. In light of all of that, we now have her sleeping in the pack & play, in our room, un-swaddled (just with really cute footy pajamas).
The night before last was really tough. She hated it. She didnâ€™t want to be left in there alone. Last night was a little better. We had her down at around 930pm, but she woke up screaming around 1030pm or so. We couldnâ€™t get her to go back to sleep for realz until about 1230am-ish.
We are working really hard on letting her cry and fuss more. Neither of us are really fans of the CIO method, but sheâ€™s really got to learn to put herself to sleep. Now, we let her cry and fuss as long as she isnâ€™t in hysterics. Once she gets there we pick her up and console her. Itâ€™s funny how we both know exactly when she crosses that line into hysterics. Itâ€™s almost like the whistling tea kettle, but, with a kid, and more subtle.
Ok, Iâ€™m rambling.