I thought now might be a good time to start a blog. I always have too much to say, but now I have a spt all my own where I can rant about whatever foolish notion enters my sleep-deprived, addled brain. So here I go...
I got new hair. I think I like it. I really need to have some decent photos taken of me in my holiday dress with my hair and makeup done, but since I'm the photographer it may prove difficult. I have so little time lately for anything.
I'm really sad that I'm not doing my Christmas/Holiday card this year. I've been leaning more towards doing winter-themed New Year's cards over Christmas cards the past two years. This year I wanted to make a huge papier mache snowman and a bare tree made out of wire and have my son in pajamas interacting with the tree and snowman. I would have shot it one a royal blue backdrop. Unfortunately, my MGM spectacular cards take a lot of time and a lot of money, two things I'm short on this year. I hope that I can do it at some point just to have in my portfolio. I have so many ideas and so little time.
My mom is home from the hospital until after Christmas, and I'm glad, but I'm also worried. She seems to be much happier to be in her house with her dogs. She was scared tonight to watch my son alone even though she really wanted to. We left him for about 2 hours and I know she was really happy to have done it. I think everyone in my family depends on my son to lighten the loads we carry. Last night as I went to bed I found myself saying out loud his words-- he's not saying things perfectly yet and it's so endearing. He says "lellow" for yellow, "dia-saw" for dinosaur, "telepint" for elephant, "giwaffe" for giraffe, etc. etc. It's still amazing to me how much simple things like the way he says words or how he uses a fork like a pro make me feel so good. I've never felt this way before, and when I step back from how grueling and stressful being a mom can be, it's truly a blessing. I never thought I'd want children.
I'm having trouble staying with my healthy eating and exercise, and it's frustration. I've been getting heatburn again and I hate how my legs aren't as muscled as they were when I was walking so much. I know I need to start doing some weights and some pilates, but I'm having trouble getting started. I really have to tone up to get the results I want on top of losing the last 20 pounds. When I fall off the wagon like this, getting back on is much more difficult than if I'd stayed on in the first place.
I'm making an effort to stop dressing like a mom. When I was younger I was always dressed up-- I didn't even own a pair of jeans. Now that I'm starting to feel good about myself again, I'm realizing I want to go back to wearing skirts, dresses and fun, interesting clothing. It makes me feel good to look on the outside how I feel on the inside-- creative, quirky, and in love with pretty, interesting things.
And that is the news from the head of the Snooz. I think it's time for bed.
I got new hair. I think I like it. I really need to have some decent photos taken of me in my holiday dress with my hair and makeup done, but since I'm the photographer it may prove difficult. I have so little time lately for anything.
I'm really sad that I'm not doing my Christmas/Holiday card this year. I've been leaning more towards doing winter-themed New Year's cards over Christmas cards the past two years. This year I wanted to make a huge papier mache snowman and a bare tree made out of wire and have my son in pajamas interacting with the tree and snowman. I would have shot it one a royal blue backdrop. Unfortunately, my MGM spectacular cards take a lot of time and a lot of money, two things I'm short on this year. I hope that I can do it at some point just to have in my portfolio. I have so many ideas and so little time.
My mom is home from the hospital until after Christmas, and I'm glad, but I'm also worried. She seems to be much happier to be in her house with her dogs. She was scared tonight to watch my son alone even though she really wanted to. We left him for about 2 hours and I know she was really happy to have done it. I think everyone in my family depends on my son to lighten the loads we carry. Last night as I went to bed I found myself saying out loud his words-- he's not saying things perfectly yet and it's so endearing. He says "lellow" for yellow, "dia-saw" for dinosaur, "telepint" for elephant, "giwaffe" for giraffe, etc. etc. It's still amazing to me how much simple things like the way he says words or how he uses a fork like a pro make me feel so good. I've never felt this way before, and when I step back from how grueling and stressful being a mom can be, it's truly a blessing. I never thought I'd want children.
I'm having trouble staying with my healthy eating and exercise, and it's frustration. I've been getting heatburn again and I hate how my legs aren't as muscled as they were when I was walking so much. I know I need to start doing some weights and some pilates, but I'm having trouble getting started. I really have to tone up to get the results I want on top of losing the last 20 pounds. When I fall off the wagon like this, getting back on is much more difficult than if I'd stayed on in the first place.
I'm making an effort to stop dressing like a mom. When I was younger I was always dressed up-- I didn't even own a pair of jeans. Now that I'm starting to feel good about myself again, I'm realizing I want to go back to wearing skirts, dresses and fun, interesting clothing. It makes me feel good to look on the outside how I feel on the inside-- creative, quirky, and in love with pretty, interesting things.
And that is the news from the head of the Snooz. I think it's time for bed.