I was feeling a little sore with having just started the yoga routine and I decided to go for a walk instead to give my body a break. I have an almost three year old and he does not stay home alone just yet.
Honeybear received one of those little wheels on a stick toy from a work colleague. I was not about to take a bike out in the afternoon traffic. It worked out well, though not as fast a walk as I would have preferred. We walked 20mins and then there was the sand-pit and jungle gyms which I could not convince Honeybear to walk past. We stopped there for 20 mins so he could play.
I wanted to walk, and there were too many older kids there. I was uncomfortable about Honeybear playing were the older kids were throwing wet sand.
Anyway, I noticed my little one is even shyer than I thought. He played by himself and he avoided all other children. If there was a child in his path, he would turn and go the other way. He approached none of the kids, even the younger ones. He likes to climb, and even that, he would stop if he saw another child was already there. I was impressed that he could work out not to go down the slide if there was another child at the bottom or climbing up the slide.
He also does not go freely down the slide. He controls his descent with his feet. He does not like the swings too much and does not like me to push too high.
I was very interested to see the way in which he plays. He is not interested in other children and will go out of his way to avoid them. At school I have only seen him play with one other child and I think it is because the two of them have been together since infancy.
I know kids at his age still do not play together, but he behaved like the other children did not exist or if he had to acknowledge them, he avoided them.
They tell me he plays well at school and is social, but I wonder.
After 20 mins it was getting cold so we walked back home.
The pizza I heated up for Honeybear’s dinner was so tempting. I love home-made pizza, but I have committed to giving LCHF a proper try. I had some fish instead. It tasted good, but I still wanted pizza. I eventually just left the kitchen. I could not trust myself to tidy up.
This morning I had to be up early to clean up the kitchen. Hubby had brought home some nice veggies for me so I made myself some stir-fried veggies for lunch with a bit of chilli. I made enough for dinner too, so the pizza will have no excuses to end up in my mouth. I felt like I had done so much by the time I arrived at work. I did the laundry, cooked, did dishes, did my yoga and increased the length of the exercise. I had Honeybear ready for school. By the time I arrived at the office I was ready to have a sit down.
This afternoon I am hoping to give Sharon’s cloud dough a try. Hubby is home “early” so I should have time to exercise while I wait for them to get out the shower this evening.
I really hope Hubby gets home early. I hate that he does not try harder. For me there is no competition. Home or work…I always choose home. I do not work any less hard than he does, I just know what is important to me.
I do not think Hubby loves us any less, but I do not quite understand why work comes first. He tells me it is because he knows he can trust me to take care of things at home…which is patronising. I work a full day and I still have to take care of things at home? I do not know if men and woman are different, but I just do not understand him often.
Since understanding is not a prerequisite for love, we are doing fine.
At least the soreness is gone away. The exercise must be doing good things for my brain because I felt so good this morning when I was done. I was just in a better mood. Even if I never get any slimmer, at least my brain is happy.