Today was sort of a throw-away day because my body took advantage of my husband – and not in a good way. When we’re able (i.e. no birthday party, magic show, family gathering, tot-mini-music-singalong-graduation-recital), we give each other the “gift of sleep” on the weekend – he sleeps in Saturday, I sleep in Sunday. Everyone is better for it. Except this morning, my body really overdid it and I slept longer/later than I have in a LONG time. I felt bad having left hubs alone to run around with the kiddos all morning, but what really bugged me….I mean REALLY REALLY bugged me….was that I still felt wiped out much of the day. WTF? My body still hasn’t figured out how to turn all this food into energy. It’s ridiculous.
One wonderful happy thing today was a celebration for my grandpa’s 94th birthday!! Isn’t that amazing? And he hopped up to greet each person who walked through his door with a smile and a kiss. We are really lucky. Not so lucky? My aunt, the queen of NYC, walked in with what she deemed the “best cake in all of Manhattan.” Even worse? It was chocolate cake with chocolate filling and a thick chocolate frosting on top. Have I mentioned that I love chocolate? I didn’t find it THAT hard to say no, thank goodness, but it wasn’t my favorite part of the day, either. Neither was wiping chocolate from my son’s covered face, watching my brother go for thirds, or having to have an entire conversation standing so close to the leftover cake that I actually could hear it begging me to eat it.
It’s been a week and I’m proud of us. I’m just hopeful that this will get easier, with full knowledge that it will definitely get harder (boredom anyone?)