Yes, finally a good weekend. A weekend where I felt good enough to be out and about for longer than 10 minutes, a weekend where it was not an effort to move my legs and feet!! It was great. O and I went to TN to visit the folks. They picked us up Friday and brought us home Sunday afternoon.
Did some shopping, got my hair did, hung out with my pregnant friend, stocked up on books at the goodwill,and just had fun with my parents and child!! And much to my mothers surprise stayed up and watched a movie...(thanks to the 60 mg of steroids a day) The weather was nice and Sunday got some of our own family time in.
So today is Monday and I am still feeling pretty good. The work days is going well and I hope the rest of the week follows suit!
I saw my sister posted a new post finally, so I had to too...
Monday, August 31, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Healing Kisses
Our apartment complex has a volleyball quart. To O this is a huge sandbox. We probably shouldn't let her play in it, I am sure there is some rule or regulation in regards to it, but we do.
On one side of the net there is this straight hanging cord thing that she likes to swing and play with. Probably not the best idea, not all around safe but not too dangerous either. Well she swung it a bit to vigorously because it came back around and got her on the head. She promptly came over to me and bent her head down for a kiss, which I gave. "Thanks Mommy, all better now". I just loved it, always have. How one little kiss can 'heal' her boo-boo. Of course I started thinking that she soon will be 3, than 6, than 10 than 20 and a kiss from mommy or daddy would not do the trick, The healing of wounds, both emotional and superficial will still happen, but will I am sure become more...complicated.
But for now there will be kisses, and since O is fearless, lots and lots of kisses.
On one side of the net there is this straight hanging cord thing that she likes to swing and play with. Probably not the best idea, not all around safe but not too dangerous either. Well she swung it a bit to vigorously because it came back around and got her on the head. She promptly came over to me and bent her head down for a kiss, which I gave. "Thanks Mommy, all better now". I just loved it, always have. How one little kiss can 'heal' her boo-boo. Of course I started thinking that she soon will be 3, than 6, than 10 than 20 and a kiss from mommy or daddy would not do the trick, The healing of wounds, both emotional and superficial will still happen, but will I am sure become more...complicated.
But for now there will be kisses, and since O is fearless, lots and lots of kisses.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
First Post
Being the younger sister I often wanted what my sister had. She has a blog, I want a blog. So I blog I shall have.
Although I am not sure what my posts will consisit of....ramblings of one thing or another I am sure. Nothing of any significance, but there has to be something to the Blog World right, since so many people take part. So if it gets read than great, if not, maybe it will offer some kind of therapy for me. We all could use a little therapy right?
Although I am not sure what my posts will consisit of....ramblings of one thing or another I am sure. Nothing of any significance, but there has to be something to the Blog World right, since so many people take part. So if it gets read than great, if not, maybe it will offer some kind of therapy for me. We all could use a little therapy right?
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