I thought it would be a good idea to take a nice long walk this morning to boost my energy for the day. I was a zombie yesterday because of lack of sleep, but I wanted to actually tick stuff off the to-do list today. Ever the multi-tasker, I decided to walk to Walmart with the littlest chillie up front in the stroller. I needed a few things there that would fit in the bottom basket of the trusty Graco, and it would kill two birds with one stone. Two and a half hours later I am home and wondering if I bit off a little more than I could chew. My barely noticeably sore neck now throbs from pushing the stroller for so long, and that partially black toe nail I squished under a chair several months ago is now coming off (too much?).
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| I gave Squid the camera to keep her busy, but wish I would have taken a picture of the both of us. |
Despite not being able to turn my neck to the left, though, I'm feeling good! As soon as my Man gets home he will fix me up right and the neck pain will be a distant memory. I don't know how I would get on without my Man's chiropractic and ART prowess. Yes, that was a plug. He is so generous with his time to help our family (me and the kids whine about our aches and pain when he gets home all the time) after doing the same thing all day long. He really does love it still and his practice is doing well. We say thankful prayers for that every day!
Easter is upon us. I've been trying to eat so well in order to enjoy some guilt-free goodies on Sunday. I'm looking forward to spending the day with our family, going to church, eating some chocolate!, and enjoying the Sabbath with a thankful heart for all the amazing blessings God has given me. I know Jesus lives people! What a happy thought it is to know that I can be forgiven for my mistakes thanks to Jesus' atonement and resurrection. I try to take this beautiful time of year to heart and renew goals and commitments for myself to BE better. New spring flowers and bright green buds on the trees help me remember that I too can grow and learn. It just takes work.
Speaking of something that takes lots of work. I feel like I was a crappy Mom yesterday. I'd like to blame it on my previously mentioned zombie mode. Unfortunately, I will perpetuate the stereotype that men love to blame my gender's foul moods on by saying, my "hormone spike" this week was partially to blame. I am so short-tempered that I need to constantly self-talk to keep my temper in check. It hasn't even worked. How far am I from menopause? My poor kids are walking on eggshells with me, and yet I am still a crazy person. I had to put myself in a time out or two today.
Maybe I need more sleep.
More sleep.
Coloring eggs.
Filling eggs for the kiddos to find on Sunday.
Putting up some spring colored pretties in the house.
The ever-present dishes and cleaning the house.
Swim practice.
More sleep.
That's the short list for the rest of the week.
Ready break.
