There were things that made me sick to my stomach, kids who have been sick coming up on week 2 now and quite possibly the sickest goals accomplished personally!
Let me begin by complaining about the moment your kid gets sick. Well one of them. Remember when one gets sick this means that the other is sure to get sick too and they will keep passing it between the two of them! Having your school aged kid home sick for a whole week can be kind of maddening. I didn't realize how much the girly adjusted to having her big bro gone during the day and having her own time with Mom. So there was lots of things passed around last week aside from symptoms of sickness! Yes I am talking swings, kicks, nit picks, playdough across the table, finger pointing, tattle tales and oh yeah; did I mention sickness? The dreaded up and down fevers, "you need to eat some food hun" (repeat) "bubble gum or grape flavor?" showers and baths twice a day and lots of pajamas in the washer. And here we are today with the boy back in school (I don't say this often; hallelujah!!) unfortunately, now the girl is sick again after seeming all better. This time though...Mom is worried sick that it may be something worse in her lungs. SO we are off to the doctor today I am sure. I am so sick of doctor bills! But then again; I am thankful for health insurance. I can also be thankful for extra cuddles, snuggles & Mommy calls.
So what made me sick to my stomach? A few weeks ago it was Halloween and naturally my kids are/were still coming down from their sugar high (before sickness of course) next week is Thanksgiving. Now I love Christmas, I really do! But when I walked into some stores TWO DAYS after Halloween; I saw the giant Merry Christmas sign walking through the doors of my fave retail store. Naturally everything Christmas makes me merry & bright. But seriously; can it wait till after Thanksgiving?? I am thankful for many things but it almost didn't give me a chance to be thankful I put up the dang Halloween Deco this year! It almost influenced my thoughts to forget to write down things I am thankful for all together. A tradition every year for me~ retail stores are out to brainwash me. AND the kids too. We received 3 toy books in the last 2 weeks and there are pages with circles on each one. Too many circles. I am thankful for layaway this year.
I will be ready for Christmas music next week. After I have my tryptophan induced comatose on the couch and my heaping serving of turkey and stuffing~ After Thanksgiving then I shall
And here we arrive at the next best topic before and after the holiday madness. The topic that every Mom battles at some point of the year. Yep; it's the cycle of health and weight loss and exercise! So many different approaches, thoughts and what not to what is considered healthy these days it can be a bit mind boggling. Well yes, I have had some goals too. Let's drop a few before the Christmas holiday and get in shape a bit more. Last week goals were smashed!! It was completely SICK (check your urban dictionary) how awesome it felt to exercise more than what I had anticipated/reached for! Out of the 9 days tracking food and what I eat~ 8 of those was fulfilled with the toxins being pushed out and sweating! Sweating is fat crying...I saw that phrase somewhere last week. Perfect. But here is a reality and my reminder as to what matters most.
I am worth so much more. Doesn't mean that I will let myself go as a woman though! I feel it is my duty to give my inner beauty to my children, husband, friends & family. And if I am going to continue that; I need to be healthy for them! So the goals continue and today my body will cry again. This is probably why I am not sick today!But I also believe that beauty is a living thing. It breathes. It evolves. It means different things at different times. So as soon as I think I’ve figured out exactly where I am on the spectrum, I look at myself again. Try sometime to look at how someone else looks at you. Try dancing. Try being naked or running or dressing up or laughing or feeling happy. You’ll look different, suddenly, and again. You can’t be captured. You can’t be rated. You can’t be conveniently categorized. If someone tries to do these things to you, they clearly don’t understand very much about being alive. Eat the damn ice cream...you're sure to be sick later with wishing you did. And your kids will wonder what's wrong with you.
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