I was sitting with Honeybear the other afternoon and I was trying to teach him colours. He has no concept of colour and had a good giggle about the whole exercise. He would come to me and whip out a circle and say something and giggle at me. I think he was imitating the way in which I was flashing them at him. He does know the shape, so that is something at least.
We beat ourselves up about our kids…my sad baby…his bestie was not at school. I did not think they could make such firm friends at so young an age, obviously they can. These two little boys have been sleeping next to each other at day care since they were 3 months old. I guess 2 years is long enough to build a relationship, even at 2,5 years old. Children amaze me!
I was thinking about joining a gym and went once and then I remembered I am no good with the gym. I do not like the atmosphere and the conveyor belt way things are done. Or maybe it is just an excuse for me to be lazy?
I used to love to run…and then my knees start to protest…I must be doing something wrong?
I have been thinking of what I can do for me. I am no fitness type, but I do feel the need to keep fit at least. I have been thinking and thinking, and about where to fit this into my day…..early morning!
The plan is to do this first thing in the morning. I plan on doing a very brisk walk. Apparently walking is supposed to be as good as running (someone should tell the runners?). I guess walking could work for me, as there will be less abuse on my knees? Walking, however, just does not seem proper, like running. I felt great when I ran. Walking seems blegh. However, I am older and I need to do something and to do something just for me. Even if it is only 30 minutes for now. It will be just me and I can have time to get my thoughts in order, instead of lying in bed staring up at the ceiling at 2 in the morning.
I am not too worried about having to wake early, because I wake early anyway and lie there waiting for the alarm (I know, it makes no sense).
I just noticed it is 2 weeks until holiday time. I can hardly wait. To feel my Mom hug me and kiss me and my Dad telling me to eat more. I sleep in my old room at home and I can eat my Mom’s cooking. I can see my sisters and my nephews. I am so looking forward to time with my family again. It will also be our 6th wedding anniversary .
It has been a rough few weeks marriage-wise for us, but all is not lost. We still love each other and that counts for quite a bit.