Just The 6 Of Us

Friday morning I woke with a cold. Most of the time when I get a cold I do to much around the house, with the kids and go on with everyday activities as if I weren’t sick. More often then not, I end up sicker than when it started by the end of the week. This is because I don’t give myself time to rest and let my body fight whatever has taken it over.

True to my One Little Word-Self, this time I am making myself stop and try to recoup. Since Friday was a school day for our older children, I didn’t do anything. Well, anything that involved getting myself over tired.

In the morning I scrapped a little, checked emails, forums and such. By the afternoon I was just blah. Head stopped up, sneezing…you get the picture. I curled up on my bed, turned on some cartoons for Adam and laid there. I napped on and off for about 2 hours. Adam played silently next to me with tons of toys, most of which ended up on me as he pretended I was a bridge, a boat or a space ship for his little figures.

When I got up and got moving again, I felt so much better. I felt so good, I made home made pancakes for the boys for dinner. Which Elias tells me are better than the frozen ones in the box, I give them for breakfast before school. He really does know how to make Mommy feel good.

Later than night, while watching Caprica with my sweetie, I was really disappointed that I didn’t exercise at all. I have done over a mile everyday on the treadmill since last week and not doing it felt weird. Like I was cheating.

So today other than having to go to the germ infested grocery store at some point, I will be doing the same thing after we get back. I am going throw a pizza in the oven for the boys, curl up on the couch, either read, watch TV or try and rest again. If I have the energy later tonight I will get on the treadmill for a little while.

I am wondering since I am taking a different approach to being sick this time; it won’t last as long. Anyone that knows me, knows that I hate being incapacitated in any way!

I think it is week 2, I started late on this so it’s week 2 for me I haven’t made to many changes, maybe some little ones here and there. Doing things for myself that I have procrastinated on.

For instance, backing up my MAC. Hate doing this! It takes forever, but really who else will do this but me? Four folders of scrapbook layouts, kits & misc scrap stuff, that I would just die a thousand deaths if I lost them. Those are my memories and I really felt good after I spent and entire day doing this. Now I am all organized and I know exactly where everything is.

Dale was on vacation for the past 2 weeks and having him home was wonderful. I was really selfish and soaked up every minute of us time I could. We watched movies, talked, snuggled and spent a lot of time in the office together doing our own thing, but together. I have said before life gets in the way of things sometimes and during those 2 weeks I put off a lot of stuff and focused on us. I was awesome. He even told me today, that he already missed being home with me…awwww! Ditto, darling!

I also pampered myself a little. Almost every morning, I styled my hair and put make up on. WOW, what a difference that makes you feel. I am a ponytail kind of Mom, because it is easier most days. But getting up & making time to just pamper myself felt amazing. I am really going to continue doing this.

Let me just say exercising sucks! I have a love hate relationship with our treadmill, but today I stayed on it for almost 2 miles. I really dislike being sweaty and feeling dirty, but this kind sweaty, dirty feeling was welcomed. Dale & I did go out last week and buy a new scale…yeah, I hate that nasty little piece of digital technology! Although, those feelings may change come next Monday when I pull it out of the closet I went online this morning to see how many glasses of water I should be drinking. Now don’t get me wrong, I drink it all the time, but 8, 8oz glasses a day, jeez I am going to need a life raft just so I won’t float away..LOL!

Since I am doing the exercise, trying to loose weight thing, I am posting a picture of myself, to mark the occasion. Like a start off point. Twenty-five pounds down and I am not telling (just yet) how many more I have to go

I am on the left

I am really proud of the small changes I have made since picking my word. It’s not much, but it’s good a start!