I cannot stop staring at Rebecca’s art. So happy to have it in my home.
What do you think, will he be a scrapbooker too? Well as long as he enjoys my scrapbooks we’re good.
I cherish those smiles so so much.
And a butt-shot cause he looked so cute in his shorts.
Today started out really rough. Nathaniel was wide awake at 5am and wouldn’t go down for an early nap so I decided we all get to stay at home and put him down around when I would have been taking David to school. A short nap then and a longer mid morning nap meant no afternoon nap which meant meltdown around 4pm and since I’d also been up around 12 hours and had had no nap, I was getting exceptionally cranky and tired, too which doesn’t help with the situation in any way.
Finally they all made it to bed and I am wiped. I still have work to do and the house looks like a mess and my parents will be here tomorrow night so I want to make sure to clean it up even if just a bit. Oh well, hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.
Note to Self:
I love watching Ugly Betty and there’s this one scene in last week’s episode where she’s sitting with her sister and she tells her she’s worried about getting her braces of because what if even after that she still looks ugly. She’s been using that as an excuse and she’s worried once it goes away, she will be left without one. Her sister tells her that she’s so beautiful and if she could just start seeing what her sister sees in her, life could be so much better for her. (I paraphrased obviously, I’m writing from memory.). This scene spoke to me so deeply. My ideas of myself, of how I look, of how loved I am, of what kind of a person I am, of who my friends are, are so warped. I see them from glasses colored by years and years of mean comments, unkind moments, and small people’s nastiness. Sometimes I look in my husband’s eyes and I can feel his love for me. I can see my son’s eyes light up when he sees my face. He doesn’t care if others think it’s beautiful. To him, it’s mom. It’s the person who loves him no matter what. The person who feeds him, hugs him, picks him up. I know that I have friends who will come trough for me when I need them. I know that I am so blessed and so lucky, yet I cannot find a way to take those glasses off. (Better yet, I’d like to break them.) Such a shame to waste my life like that.
Three Things I’m Grateful For:
1. Getting to do some art today. Not a lot but it was a long day so I am glad I made the time for it.
2. I am grateful that I am almost done with my list of things to do so I can go and take a nice bubble bath.
3. I am grateful for my book reader because I didn’t feel like reading anything on my list today and yet I have so many other books to choose from that I found something easygoing and relaxing.
Two Things David’s Grateful For:
1. Getting to play with bugs in the backyard
2. Hugs from Daddy
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