OH yeah.. uh huh! Sometimes I just want to break into the 'leap 2 3s' in the hallway too! (That's the basic Irish soft shoe move - LIFT up and kick your bottom! :)) SO much fun!
Having leisurely mornings is something that I am enjoying immensely as of late. Today was no different. I woke up did some correspondence and headed up to my painting project to dot some i's and cross some t's. Of course I got a bit carried away because I couldn't let good paint go to waste and went into the Little One's closet to add some more to her mural... when I returned to my iPod dock, it said it was past the time to get out of the house for Sunday morning yoga! DOH! Plus it's January and it's really full in January.. full of people with great intentions... I'll just leave it at that. :) I thought, this is the FIRST time I was able to go to this class on a Sunday (with my favorite teacher) and I am going to jet out of here and make it! And I did... BUT I forgot my badge to get in - thankfully you get one 'forget' time and I know the people at the desk so they know I'm legit. WHEW! I made it... I'm on the mat. It'...
the First I have been blessed with 3 lovely children. The first two were pretty much the ideal children.... developed physically right on time or early, learned quickly, listened to direction, gave big hugs, behaved in church (this is important to my parents... :)), are loved by teachers, and shine brightly. And then (I remember actually saying this), I decided I wanted a little more chaos.... and along came my little teacher. Oh, I learned a LOT about being a Mom from my first two the Second kids; about self-sacrifice and complete dedication, but I didn't really learn about communication, unconditional love, and breaking through boundaries until I was challenged to do so. I snuggled with her more than I did the others. I felt the warmth in her heart more deeply. I wasn't as concerned with goals and bed times and the 'right' way to be a parent. I let go of the reins. What did this do for me? For one, it got me a second appoint...
So I mentioned in my first post that I would explain the title of this blog later and I guess it's time... Packers and Vikings are playing in the background and I would rather write.. although I did partake in some 'cowboy caviar' which is a salsa of sorts as part of my football party food put together for a football gathering that I decided not to attend... So "Maybe She's Mental" is a little something that came to me in the woods (of course) because of a certain happening in my life that caused unnamed people to think I needed psychiatric help. If you change your behavior from what everyone expects of you, you probably need therapy and subsequent medication for a 'condition' that was brought on from stress or other traumatic event. Can you get out of a psychiatrist's office WITHOUT medication? I don't know and I don't intend to find out. I also tend to have random thoughts that could seem strange to others so I could see them think...
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