So yesterday, I was doing that pre-birth cleaning obsessive thing. Somehow in my mind, the house just can't be ready for me not to be able to clean it (appropriately). I realize that I have very capable men at my house that are responsible enough to see filth but there is a very clear difference between mom clean and man clean. Since I couldn't sleep I got everything done, hit home depot and fixed some things that needed to be fixed, planted an herb garden (small one), and around 5 was feeling a little depressed that this was going to be how I spent what might possibly be my last weekend with boobs. It kind of caught me off guard, truly sad. For the next 6 months, possibly longer- I am going to have the chest of a 6 year old girl. HOW DEPRESSING. I started to mope around, feeling sorry for myself and Doug decided that we would go down to universal. They have a free concert every Saturday night. Tonight is was the goo goo dolls. Thank goodness it was not last week I would have seen Boys to Men. The concert was good, but sitting and doing a little people watching at city walk was even better. I was almost tempted to create a new foto album for what should never be worn out--EVER. I am pretty aware of my body. I know that I am not a svelt super model type (never have been). I have always been a big boned girl shall we say. So from experience, I know what girls of girth should not wear. Do they not have any friends? I can excuse the Euros becasue they are after all on vacation and well, from Europe. So all the white capri, white shoe, skin tight deep V neck purple t-shirt gentlemen- You are excused. But, anyone who has lived stateside for 2 weeks should not be caught dead in leather pants and a torn t-shirt and a black sequin bra showing through- oh with TOMS and I love my TOMS. At least wear some sexy stilettos. It was a good time. A margarita or two and a delicious sushi snack later and we were heading home. All of that to say that the day ended well- but you can understand why I may not have posted yesterday.
SO today I am giving you the 3B for two days.
bumps: I am starting to have a hard time, a really hard time letting go of something I did not think I was attached to. I know that it is the right decision and actually the only logical one but- Going back to being 6 again is going to be tough.
Battle: Aside from having to be type A compulsive about organizing medical information, I am ready to get this started. I need to learn how accept help a little. Again it goes back to I take care of people- not the other way around. That is going to be really tough.
Blessing: Pink, Pink everything. I still am amazed at the outpouring of pink at school. SO blessed. I have had a friend write me two letters. I am going to spend a lot of time talking about this friend soon, so Heather, God put us together at an AP class years ago. We only spent 4 days in class together and yet God has provided me with truly a friend who is grounded in his word and a blessing for years, You are proof that HE is in control of every situation, everyday, and that He cares for us. Lori, 3 words- I love you! The house is clean- even the gout in the bathrooms. I am rested. Tomorrow I am planning, planning planning, Students beware- you will be able to take my class online- so no excuses (not literally because you are still minors so you need a sitter to make sure you stay on task) still no excuses. I am blessed. God is working on me and I know that He has placed special people for special purposes along my life for just this occasion. Much love to all