Nothing more; nothing less. I miss Mommy. The visit was too short, but really...are her visits ever long enough? My attempts to bribe her into moving in with me have fallen flat on its face. But, I will keep trying. I'm persistent, if nothing else.
My diet is crappier than I first thought. I've been tracking it via "Lose It", an app on my beloved iPhone (yes, I love my iPhone; I'm an Apple chick, so suck it). I thought I was doing okay, but I was really underestimating how many calories I've been taking in. Plenty of friends have have diet suggestions, but right now I need to readjust my portion control and realize, when I'm eating mindlessly, that what I put into my body might hang around for longer on the hips. Today, Sam and I hit the playground instead of the fridge. It'll be a hell of. Process, but I'm aware of the problem and am working on it.
Can I be the kind of Mom to my kids that my own Mommy was to me? I hope so. I'm trying. My goal this Halloween is to make costumes. Nothing fancy, but homemade with love. Surely, in a few years, neither of my children will have anything to do with my non-crafty skillzz, so I have to take advantage of it now.
Holy crap, break in my train of thought: Sam is running around, waving a piece of paper around trying to kill a fly! I really want to write something profound about the loving bond between mother and child, but this can't be missed. Go, Sam!
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