I'm still digging the new job. I've got into a rhythm of sorts and I'm feeling a bit better about time management. Which means less stress. Or what should be less stress. There seems to be 50% more cars on the road than their used to be two months ago. I'm not sure where all of these people came from, but I'm sure they should go back. They don't have to go home but they have to get the heck up off 355.
Ladybug is 2 going on at least 27. Its so amazing to see what qualities of mine and Jethro's she's picked up. She's an uber rule follower like myself, but she's got a temper that is all his. She loves books like me but loves to dance like her daddy. She's the most empathetic person I know.
|She self decorates with stickers|
I've learned to watch what I say around her, she mimics everything I do. And I realize you should KNOW that as a parent. But in practice, it's the small things. Like me fussing while driving "Dude!!!" and her response is where's the dude? What's the dude doing? Is that the dude over there? The dude isn't driving good? Something unexpected, while getting her out of her car seat last week I poked her on accident. She didn't cry, but looked a little offended and I apologized. "I'm sorry baby. Mommy didn't mean to, it was an accident. I didn't poke you on purpose. I'm sorry." A few cuddles later all was well. Later on that day, she stepped on my toe. When she heard me say ouch, she recited those words right back to me. "I'm sorry mommy. I didn't mean to. It was an accident. I didn't do it on purpose." Talk about perspective.
I'm refocused on my fitness, again. And I'm blogging back on the other site again, I've got to do better with my life decisions. And writing about it keeps me accountable.