It's hard to convey how I'm feeling right now, so I'll summarize it, moody.
I'm moody. I flip from feeling one way to another.
I don't want this to turn into my personal bitchfest space, but I also don't want it to be a "holier-than-thou" platform either.
I can say that the trend of doing activities, like pitching to X, has continued.
I'm so excited!
X is playing baseball and can switch hit.
Being the over achieving alpha mom I was at the time, when he learned to hit at 18 months (before either hand showed dominance) I made sure he practiced hitting both sides.
We haven't stopped training him since.
I just thought it would be a cool thing to have my child do. It makes daddy proud.
X is also starting guitar lessons today.
We only have a $30 guitar from the toy section at kmart that X purchased himself. He never told us he was interested in learning until he decided to buy the instrument one day and then never put it down.
He wanted to know if guitars and voices could play alone. He can be a one man band.
J's taking him since I have a CT for this nagging, lagging nausea, vomiting, cramping, diarhhea thing that has made my life quesi-miserable for weeks.
The problem with my body and the prednisone is, I have never been chubby before, not even a little bit. I've been all skin and bones my whole life. It's difficult to bend over and manuever around my stomach. It feels like I'm pregnant, but I don't know if it's because I'm bloated or just fat.
Isn't that embarrassing.
With all my knowledge and training the difference between bloating and fat escapes me?
I'm seeing my local (as in Dartmouth) doc tomorrow to go over results of the CT and other blood tests to see if there is anything that can make me feel better.
I'm also beginning to wonder if this moon face will ever subside and if I'll ever max out on my weight.
At least I've finally made a conscious decision to strive towards health again, but that's not going to stop me from stopping at D&Ds for coffee and a donut on the way to pottery. That just makes me too happy.
Also with feeling better, I've started to delve into the news again.
UGH. I really wasn' t missing anything.
If you think our kids aren't affected by our current hyper-sexed culture where the intimate details of celebreties' relationships gone wrong are blared every 24/7 just know some third grade child announced to his teacher that he was seeing his doctor for his "sex and lying" problems.
My guess is he just has a lying issue, but if Tiger and Jesse James get attention for the sex, it must be cool right?
Just one of those things that downright scares a mom.
It's even trickled down. Zac and Cody (from the Disney channel, which I thought was safe) decided to sneak into a strip club using fake IDs and disguises last episode.
X won't be seeing them anymore, but who knows what will pop up where. I can't protect him all the time.
The question, "How many people have you had sex with?" was posed on a commercial on ABCs family channel during America's Funniest Home Videos.
Can't we all still pretend the answer is always one, my husband/wife? Just for the kids sake.