Sunday, April 29, 2007
Friday, April 27, 2007
Well, despite the objections of Jason, (I'm still not sure what he was thinking), I gave Cameron his first haircut yesterday. I have issues when it comes to this: I am torn between excitement at the outcome, and sadness that yet another stage has passed in my baby's life.
When Sidney was a baby, my sister-in-law, Pat, used to say "doesn't it just make you sick when they grow up so fast?" I used to think, "I am relishing in each and every new stage and this is how it is supposed to be--babies grow and we should be happy about it!" I never wished any one of my kids stages away, I feel that time moves at the pace it is supposed to, to wish it to go faster or slower is robbing you and your kids of the present moment. Now, however, I know what Pat was talking about. With each child, I have wanted more and more for each adorable stage to last and last. I could cry right now when I think of the first 2-3 weeks of a baby's life. It is so fleeting! If I could somehow capture those feelings and moments and hang on to them a little longer I'd give almost anything. They are the sweetest imaginable! But when I think of all the cute things Cameron does now, I swing back to my original thinking---"THIS is the cutest stage so far!"
I delight in each stage and try to hold on to the feelings of the one that came before. My idea of heaven is to be able to rewind to any moment in your life and re-live the feelings the same way you did the first time--as many times as you want.
So despite my feelings when I took the first cut (you can see the sick look on my face) I'll try to focus on the sweet way it felt when Cameron gave me a smooch and the giggle I feel every time I look at his double crown in the back! It's perfect!!
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Today my friend, Judy and I went to an actual store where you buy "special" shoes for walking/ running. ( who knew??)
Actually, I have been known in the past to claim an allergy to exercising. I have watched friends of mine be quite athletic and thought to myself "I wonder when the time will come when I feel the need to start treating myself better and exercise?"
Knowing that whenever this time was, it would probably spell the end of all the things I hold dear to my heart like; eating yummy, fat-filled, creamy or chocolatey foods, sleeping past 5 a.m., breads of all shapes and sizes, etc., I held it off as long as I possibly could.
Well, it became apparent that 2007, my 37th year on this earth, was the year when my body was starting to scout out the perfect way to betray me. I weighed more than when I delivered my first baby, my muscles and bones were always aching, I was always tired, and I actually became interested in the PREVENTION magazines that my thoughtful father had been gifting me with for three years. I started to notice a definate difference in my stamina, how I slept, and my ability to control my body---I FELT OLD!!! So in January I decided I would start to use my 7-year old ( but practically new if you know what I mean) treadmill and walk three days a week.
Now, I realize that this is a minute step in the road to a healthy body, but I know myself well enough to not set myself up for failure by trying to do it all at once, also, I don't want to send my body into permanent shock by attacking too many healthy changes at once! So, I walk my 2-3 miles three times a week (I've only missed once for a twisted neck injury) even braving 39 degree sleet at the track one night, having great conversations with friends and sleeping better than I have in a long while. I'm sure I will add new, healthy behaviors eventually, although I vow to never completly cut out all sweets, and in hopes that I have created a new, good habit for myself, I bought a pair of really good walking/running shoes. My commitment to this new me is measured by the fact that all my other shoes combined didn't add up to the cost of these little babies!
So, here's to all my inspiring friends (you know who you are) and really expensive shoes!!
Posted by tammy at 2:30 PM
Monday, April 16, 2007
In an effort to be able to post comments on TheSummerillSurf, I created a blog for myself, promptly forgot about it, and moved on with my life. Well, through an unfortunate series of events that resulted in the wasting of my entire morning trying to remember my username and password, I have rediscovered my blog. Now I embrace my blog. I will post on my blog. Hopefully people will read and comment on my blog. This is my quest. So enjoy this cute picture of my son, Nicholas, as I try and pick up the pieces of my day and turn it into something productive. Oh, and you should definitely check out TheSummerillSurf. My friend Erin is truly unique and funny.
Posted by tammy at 8:53 AM