Hola. It must be a blog kind of a day today. Rarely do you see two posts from me, but tonight I have two sleeping children and it’s too late in the evening to start anything else before bed so I will hit the keyboard instead.
I just got home from grocery shopping and I have determined that 9:30PM on a weeknight is the best time to go. I didn’t have kids with me, I got to push one of the small convenient carts, the shelves were stocked, and I was practically the only one there. I was in and out in no time, although I did consider hanging out in the magazine and book aisle for a bit just because I could. And now the shopping is behind me and my meals for the week are just waiting to be cooked. It’s the little things…
Sometimes my days go so fast that it’s hard for me to even remember what all went on. My little Olivia is definitely the second child. The poor thing hurts herself, or gets hurt a million times a day and half the time I couldn’t even tell you what happened. Not because I am off taking a nap or watching a soap opera, but because I am doing 50 million other things or paying attention to her sister. Olivia wears the “2nd Born Child” ribbon well. I look back and feel like I had so much time in the day when it was just me and Addy and I wonder where that time has gone. So, this Sunday when Olivia woke up from her nap a little early I went up to her crib and got her and brought her down to the couch with me. She finished her nap curled up on my chest and I realized I used to let Addy take naps on me all the time when she was little and Olivia rarely does. I loved it. I am going to miss those little moments someday so I better soak them in while I can. It’s the little things…
We ordered Pizza the other night and we got a free container of chocolate chip cookie dough. I had every intention of baking the cookies but someone, I wont name names but it starts with a “G”, opened it and took a couple bites out of it. So naturally when I felt like I needed a little snack this afternoon I did the same. There really is no excuse for eating the cookie dough, especially when we have far too much Halloween candy leftover, but I have to say, it was delicious. It’s the little things…
And while I am talking about eating the wrong things, I have to brag on myself for a minute. I have been pregnant for a good portion of the last 3 years. I am not one of those small, “all belly,” pregnant women so needless to say I had some weight to lose. I weighed myself the day I brought Olivia home from the hospital, which is a horrible idea for all of you soon-to-be Mothers. Give yourself a few weeks before standing on that scale. Anyways, 7 months later I am proud to say that I have lost 52 pounds since that day I brought Olivia home and 39 of those pounds I can credit to Weight Watchers. I lost all the baby weight plus some. I’d like to lose a few more but I am not killing myself over it, in fact I haven’t been counting my points for weeks now, but nevertheless I feel great! It’s the little things…
And now it’s late and I am going to go take my shower and sit in my bed and read my book. It’s the little things indeed…
Sincerely Yours,
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