Today was one of those days. Well, it actually started last night. Avery (two months) has been sick which means we are stuck, stuck, STUCK at home with a toddler who wants to get, get, GET out of the house. Who I am I kidding? I want to get out of the house. We are normally the people who have at least one activity, if not two, planned for each day. And Wednesdays are usually our bible study day which I really look forward to. Needless to say, I was already dreading the day before it started. Continue reading “Though I Fall, I will Rise”
I am positive Charles Dickens was actually referring to parenting when he penned those infamous words in A Tale of Two Cities. It blows my mind how a tiny little person can elicit such loving emotion from me one moment and literally have me seeing red the next. I know I am not alone! Continue reading “The Best of Times, the Worst of Times”
Do you remember when you used to have to take film to Wal-Mart or some place to have your pictures printed? I would shoot all the film on my disposable camera and go running off to Wal-Mart of Longs Drugs to get it processed. When I got it back (24 hours later if I was super cool) I’d flip through all the images to see if there was anything worthwhile. Those were the real portraits of life – eyes closed, crooked shots, no filters or editing, someone inevitable had bunny ears, and always a photobomb of some kind. Not to mention the prints that were way too dark to even make out or the stray shot of someone’s finger over the lens. A photo is worth 1,000 words and those pictures had a lot to say. Photo taking is so different now.
It’s amazing how your expectations of a situation can affect your perception and therefore your attitude. This morning Avery, my five-week-old, slept until 5:24 a.m. (Hallelujah!!!) Granted, we are co-sleeping and a lot of that time was spent snuggled against me. But still, we all slept! When she woke up I did a still and silent happy dance in bed. Six minutes later Olivia, my toddler, woke up. (What the…?!) Continue reading “Unmet Expectations”
The other day I went to my gym to take my normal Monday morning yoga class. The parking lot was packed and I ended up parking down the street and walking. The lobby was full with people trying to check in and the child watch area had more children than I think I’ve ever seen. Once upstairs I discovered my normal yoga teacher was still on vacation and I opted for a short workout instead. This is an exaggeration, but it felt like every machine had someone on it. After a quick warmup on the elliptical I went in search of open equipment and ended up basing my workout on the availability of machines versus the body part needing work. My arms are now wishing there’d been more leg machines available.
I’ve been trying to write three different blog posts for weeks and today was going to be the day I managed to get at least one of them done. “Great job,” you’re thinking. “You did it!” Nope, this isn’t one of them. Those three are still bouncing around my head like ping pong balls. This is the post I’m writing from my phone while holding a newborn against my chest who keeps spitting up on me. Continue reading “What Really Matters”
Avery Quinn is three weeks old today which means I have successfully kept my house from spinning into chaos for almost a month now. There’s got to be some award out there for that. Of course Luke is on paternity and his parents are close by. Check in with me again while he’s on his first business trip and I am outnumbered two to one. That’ll be the real test of my sanity. Continue reading “From One to Two”