I think I’ve peopled too much this week. I’ve reached my peopling quota.
I’m having a hard time expressing the thoughts in my head onto this blog tonight. I’m so exhausted. I just want to eat my leftover birthday cake and go to bed. Haha!
The above is a true depiction of me every morning this week. I’ve amped up my workouts, so I’m incredibly sore too. It’s hard to quietly walk down stairs for coffee, then back up stairs to shower when every muscle in your body is screaming in pain.
I have things I want to talk about; its just expressing them in a coherent manner is an issue. First things first, yesterday was my birthday. I’m going to shock you…I turned 31. I know, I know…I don’t look a day over 20. Hubby and the kids made my day extra special. SassyPants made sure to tell everyone it was my birthday. And I do mean everyone. Haha! I thought the day was going to start on the wrong foot. I dropped my brand new tub of protein powder while screwing on the top. It spilled every where.
There were a few tears shed and a fleeting thought of sweeping it back into the tub. The stuff is expensive! I did manage to have two awesome workouts where I finished with second best times in both on Wednesday. I felt those workouts on my birthday, yet still managed to get in two more awesome workouts. When I got home, Hubby had bought me flowers and my favorite lunch (Chicken Salad Chick). That evening he brought supper from our favorite little Italian restaurant in Savannah, along with a Little Mermaid decorated cake from Baker’s Pride Bakery. Y’all, if you visit Savannah, go to Baker’s Pride Bakery on DeRenne Ave. Traffic is a pain in the rear, but the donuts are worth it. So frickin’ worth it!! Anyway, they make amazing cakes and cheesecakes. Their cheesecakes…oh my stars…pure heaven in your mouth. Let’s go ahead and admit that I’ve needed these extra workouts. My diet has been awful!
Then, today was my first day on the job. I worked with the toddlers. My word, I forgot how adorable toddlers are! I bonded with one little boy over zero turn lawn mowers and backhoes. He was a lot apprehensive about his mom leaving him with us. He cried until we gave him his paci, which his mom explained she is trying to wean from him. Finally he heard the lawnmower outside and wanted to see it. I pretended I couldn’t understand him with the paci in his mouth. He agreed to put it up to so I could pick him up to look out the door to see the lawnmower. I could tell he was still very uncomfortable. So, I pretended I was a zero turn lawnmower and he was operating me. That broke the ice with him. We played on the playground, made a bunny craft, read a bunny story, and pretended with playdoh. There was another little boy and girl with us too. I think we all had a good time together. I’m looking forward to my next Friday shift.
I also took SassyPants to have an occupational therapy evaluation for her sensory processing disorder. Honestly, this past year I have been so focused on HappyBottom’s needs and my needs; that I’ve neglected SP’s need for OT. I just couldn’t juggle all the appointments, feedings, and my emotions. I can tell you, you will never get used to hearing the affirmation that your child is atypical. I knew she had SPD and the evaluation was to get started on the OT. But, gosh, it felt like a punch in the gut when the OT began explaining her atypical behaviors. I guess apart of me just wanted to be surprised by hearing your kid is typical/normal/no worries/why are you here. I can’t explain it; but it hit harder than I expected it too. It is hard for parents of non special needs kids to understand the gut wrenching realization that your child will be different. They just will be. And you cannot do anything about it…and I have two. Sometimes, its just a lot to deal with and accept. Which is why I am so glad to have such supportive friends that understand when I need a break for me, a listening ear, or a hug to cry in. Leading the Ruth Bible study has helped too. I never expected to enjoy leading a group as much as I have. It has been therapeutic and encouraging. While I’ve been so busy with my new endeavors, it has helped me emotionally heal and spiritually grow.
I didn’t receive any feed back for blogging about the Ruth study, so for now I will just continue what I’m doing.
Y’all have a fabulous weekend, friends.