mood swings, bee stings, and arguments over baby gates

As I sit here sipping on my iced coffee in silence, I have a few moments to write.

The kids are napping (I nanny, in case you are wondering if I magically popped another one out overnight). 
The dishes are clean. 
My miscellaneous projects are done. 
I can just sit. For a few minutes.

Lately I have really been digging this book to help me simply record one thought a day. It has become my favorite way to journal. I can write one memory a day. With a big journal, I feel like I gotta fill up the whole page, and sometimes I start to ramble about the same dang thing. Or I just stop journaling because it feels like a chore. But this little puppy has made it easy to keep track of a few things. 
Like, on July 9th, when my daughter told me, out of the blue, “Mommy, I wuv you soooo much!”. That was a good moment. 
…speaking of keeping memories, I am currently working on Lillian’s baby book. I have decided to go with Mixbook. Anyone else have good experiences with them? Anyways, I am 36 pages in and only on her third month of life. Lord, help me. Which reminds me, Snapfish is having a killer deal for photo prints, and I need to order some.

I have been doing a lot of body pump. Have you ever heard of it? I am obsessed. I have actually stuck with it for over 8 weeks. I try to go twice a week. I hate the feeling of putting on muscle at first. I makes me feel fat! But I have to keep reminding myself it is better to have muscle than fat. Why, why am I such a moody woman who cares about this stuff? Well, last night was the first night I caught an awkward glimpse at my body in the mirror and felt a little proud of myself. I was sweating my butt off and I saw a little muscle. Heck yes. Eight weeks of crying over gaining a few pounds of muscle finally paying off. (Please, don’t be like me). 
In other news. My husband and I have been arguing over the dumbest stuff in history lately. Last night was the second argument over a baby gate. You heard me right. I won’t go into the details. Let’s just say after an emotional two hours and some sobbing on my part, we made it to bed in good favor with one another. I think it is time for us to get out of the house and spend a little alone time. I just bought this e-book for a fun challenge to spice up our marriage. I love our little one, but sometimes I just feel like I am in a rut and bad mood I cannot get out of. Thank God for my morning devotionals, otherwise I would be a mad woman. 
Last, my sweet daughter got stung by a bee this morning. That was a big bummer. Because this is her second unfortunate bee sting in her short life. She took it like a champ. Major cryfest ensued for a few minutes, then she held her leg, and with the biggest pout mouth and giant tear rolling down her cheek, she said, “I’m OK Mommy!”. 
Talk to you later, friends. I am off to finish up that baby book! 

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