Today I decided I'm going to run a half marathon. I've been running regularly for about two and a half years now and credit it to keeping me in shape through two pregnancies.

So even though I run regularly and have participated in three organized races, there is this sense of fear that boils up inside of me when I think of running a HALF MARATHON. Maybe it's the word. Only great runners and super-fit athletes run marathons - not me.

13.1 miles is pretty far but I've already committed to doing this and now I want to do it well. I've downloaded a plan to get in shape and revisited my profile on www.dailymile.com so I can start logging my miles.

Next I need to update my iPod, buy new shoes and outdoor running gear and get in a mindset. This is going to be hard and painful but I really want to do it. I want my family to be proud of me!

Any suggestions on what shoes to buy?

These last two years have been a complete whirlwind for my husband and I. From having our first daughter to selling our house, getting pregnant again (when Samantha was only 11 months old) and moving into our dream home I think we've experienced every possible emotion a couple could go through in both happy and stressful times.

Samantha just turned two on December 19 and I can't believe we are already a family of four! After I had Claire and was on maternity leave I thought I would be able to savor every minute with both of my girls. But instead, I ended up frazzled, short-tempered and rigid.

As parents, why do we become so self-absorbed in our expectations with our children/job/life and not just live in the moment?

I've decided to quit looking ahead and focus on what is happening right now. I laugh, have more patience with Samantha and end up sitting with Claire and staring at her for hours! I think my marriage has definitely benefited from this as well. As a new parent of two children I am slowly learning how to split time for myself with time for Rob and both of the girls.

On a side note, my husband bought me an Amazon Kindle and this has greatly helped me increase my "me time". I look forward to reading at night after the girls go to bed and it allows me to feel good and focus on them every second I can after I get home from work.

It's been a healthy move for everyone.

Do ever sit back and reminice about the days when you could just wake up and go? No diapers to change, arguments about getting dressed or bags to pack. What in the world did I do with all my time back then?!

Yes, that's right. Back then I slept until 7:15 a.m. and rolled out of bed only to make it into work just in time for the 8:30 a.m. production meeting. Who would've thought just five short years later I'd be getting up two hours earlier only to find myself in the same situation.

This morning Rob and I decided we needed to make some changes in our morning routine. With two girls, our dog and ourselves to get ready every morning, being organized and out the door by 7:30 a.m. is about as easy as squeezing a date night into our schedules these days. But regardless, Team Unger is going to get it together.

Tonight I took time to pack both our lunches, laid out Samantha's clothes and picked out my outfit. C'mon, you know just as well as I do that picking out an outfit is the most time-consuming portion of our morning, right? I usually end up trying on at least two before I settle on a final.

I'll keep you posted on how this change in our schedules and routines go. Until then, cross your fingers for me. Tomorrow morning might be tough.

I just read a blog posting about a Dec. 19 snow fight that happened in Times Square at about 1:00 a.m. It was started by a bunch of kids from Florida and escalated into a small army of locals and tourists launching baseball-sized chunks of snow at each other. The black and white shots seen on the blog are nostalgic of what winter fun used to be and I bet everyone there and involved will be talking about this for years to come.

But for those who weren't involved, did it ever happen? It's like that age-old question: If a tree falls in a forest and no one was there to see it, did it fall? So if I wasn't in Times Square at 1:00 a.m. to participate, would this event be deemed important?

The very next day a Facebook page was created, almost 600 members joined and an experience of a lifetime was born. Now, for months and years to come, anyone who knows anyone involved in the Times Square Snowball Fight of 2009 can visit this page, view the video and pictures and know that this really did happen.

Today I decided I need to become an expert. By day I work side-by-side with millenials who text, tweet, and tag themselves in photos. By night I dance to Dora, try not to burn dinner and attempt to bond with my husband.

Balancing work and home is not easy but somehow I need to figure out how to be great at it.

My job demands that I know the millenial generation. How many webinars can I go to or books should I read?!

In addition to being a modern day housewife, I need to be a polished social media marketing professional - stay tuned to find out how I try to do it.

It's about 10:15 p.m. and Samantha has finally fallen asleep. She put up a good fight tonight but finally crashed. Sometimes I wonder if her persistance will follow through to her adult life. If that's the case, she is going to be one successful woman!

Rob was at a conference today so I had to do daycare drop off and pick up. Thankfully we are in a holiday week so my schedule is a little more laid back. I spent most of the day going through social media sites and researching ways to draw more traffic to the Reeve Union web site.

I left work a little early today to pick up the girls. Had fun spending time alone with them tonight. Spending the rest of my night researching best practices on conducting focus groups. Hopefully I'll find some good info!