I did it!

I have been known to not do things that I am no good at and being quite rude about it. Big shocker to those of you that know me well. It seems that Lion has, unfortunately, inherited that endearing quality that you all love about me. After many falls, tears, and "I'm not doing that anymore," he finally did it. It seems he is trying to grow completely up before he starts *tear* Kindergarten in the fall. Of course, we were all alone at the playground, and I was watching Talon when he did. Sometimes, genetics are really scary.



I happened to catch the last few bars, and I cheered him to the finish. He ended up falling, so I cheered him on again and again until we got a good picture and video to send to Dad. I told him his dad texted back, "Good job!!!" Then I asked him how he got so good at those monkey bars. He replies, "Must have been those nice words from my dad." What the heck? Who was cheering you on? Who took you to the park? Who sent the picture to your dad? Oh - just your mom who loves you and spends every waking moment with you. I guess I am suffering from overexposure.

I will say that dear Jusband is a fabulous dad, and my boys love the heck out of him. At least I will know I have done one thing right in this life, if nothing else, and that is scoring an awesome father for my children. And that makes my heart sing.

I no feel gud!

Yesterday as we were getting ready to go to a new playgroup with MOM's Club, Talon comes in my room and says, "I no feel gud!" He had the sick face and was holding his stomach. I think, that's life! Anytime we're looking forward to doing something fun, someone comes down with something. I proceed to ask him what is wrong, and all I get is, "I no feel gud" with a sad head shake. I say, "Baby, you have to tell Mommy what is wrong so we can fix it." Well, you moms know what happened next as I am standing nicely dressed with my hair and makeup done for the first time all week, right?

Talon says, "I no clean my room. I no feel gud!"

A child truly after my own heart. Manual labor to be done and I get sick too!

P.S.

Dear Readers,

I would like to add that any and all gift certificates to Sego Lily Day Spa would be much appreciated!

Love,

Wonder Woman

All my Single Ladies!

Now that you have up to date info on my luxurious day at the spa, this post won't seem like it is coming at you from left field. As I was driving home for the spa and felt so wonderful, I was reflecting on the source of all this tension. Dear Jusband had been TDY the fwo weeks prior, and I honestly think every time he leaves I get a new gray hair, a few new sites for botox injection, and a couple of extra pounds (cookies help me cope)! Needless to say, I always look hotter when he comes home ...

So that is my little pity story, but in all honesty, I am 100% blessed. I have a great jusband, two fantastic little boys, a home to live in, a car to drive and food on my table (maybe even a little too much) every day. What is there for me to really be stressed about?

I would like to dedicate this post to all those single mom's out there. Some with and those without family around to give you a much needed break. Children are wonderful, but it can be taxing to have their physical and emotional well-being resting solely in the hands of one. I can't think of anyone better than their mama's to provide this, but it is hard work. I appreciate, and your kids appreciate, how much hard work you are putting in even if they can't vocalize it. You're so mean and I hate you really do sound like I love you if you close your eyes and remember when they were two years old. I would like to encourage you to take a break, some "me time," for yourself. The kids will be okay if you take the time for yourself. You'll have even more energy for them when you can recuperate - mind, body, and soul. I needed it after 2 weeks - so please treat yourself. You do deserve it. And thanks ladies, for the hard you are doing for your kids. This song is for you! All the lyrics don't really illustrate my point, but who doesn't love Beyonce and JT in spandex?

Dear Sego Lily

This is a Sego Lily, the state flower of Utah:



This is my Sego Lily:



Utah's may appear a bit larger for this post, but mine is far superior! This was part 2 of the best Mother's Day yet! I was treated to the BEST massage I have ever had in my entire life. My masseuse had magic hands. All knots, kinks, and bits of tension were worked out of my body like never before. His name was Jeff, and I tried to purchase him at the front counter when leaving to keep in the basement for morning treatments, but evidently that is frowned upon in the great state of Utah. Next, Giselle swept me away for a mini-facial and a pedicure topped off with sparkly hot pink polish.

What more could a mom ask for to show how special she was? A nap and dinner you say? Jusband had taken the boys to the park so I could get in a much needed nap, and when the trio returned, dinner was in hand. Honestly, how lucky can one girl get?!

I would like to offer a sincere thanks to Jeff, Gisele, and the entire staff at Sego Lily Day Spa. And a great big hug and kiss to the wonderful men in my life who appreciate me enough to send me away for the day! I think I'm still relaxing! Which is why I haven't posted in a week.

Happy Mother's Day

Mother's Prayer

Dear Lord, it's such a hectic day,
With little time to stop and pray,
For life's been anything but calm,
Since you called on me to be a mom.

Running errands, matching socks,
Building dreams with building blocks.
Cooking, cleaning, and finding shoes,
And other stuff that children lose.

Fitting lids on bottled bugs,
Wiping tears and giving hugs.
A stack of last week's mail to read,
So where's the quiet time I need?

Yet when I steal a minute Lord,
Just at the sink or ironing board,
To ask the blessings of your grace,
I see then in my small one's face,

That you have blessed me all the while,
As I stop to kiss that precious smile.

...Author Unknown

Happy Mother's Day to all you wonderful Mom's out there ... including my own! I love you Mom!

So yeah - that was me ...

It has always, and by always I mean the last 6 years after I gave up being a 100% bookworm, goal of mine to run a 5K. Luckily for my inner couch potato I have a laundry list of reasons while this has never been accomplished.

* I'd rather make cookies.
* You can't run after eating too many cookies.
* 2 not so easy pregnancies with physical activity stopping around month 3.
* Recovering from 2 c-sections.
* 8 months alone with two children under 3 and a full time job.
* Texas humidity is too much to get started.
* I was introduced to the Twilight series.
* It is not possible to run while trying to read a 400 page book.

You get the point. But NOW! I feel the time has arrived. I have two helpers to prevent me from eating too many cookies.

I decided to start on the treadmill because they have a great play area for the boys to destroy while I run. Who needs the added stress of 70 lbs in a stroller to get started? That would just be another detractor on my list of why nots. Two other running moms are usually there while I am. They know my situation and are VERY encouraging, until I gave them this:


Okay, so that wasn't really me, but that is just about what happened. Three times. The 20 miler with the 10 foot legs stopped running to make sure I was okay. She gave me the side eye as I approached the treadmill the following day. She also informed me she knew CPR as I stepped on my machine. I laughed it off. But thank goodness someone in that room knows what they are doing!