pity party for one

I have been swirling several different blog posts around in my head this week. Most of them were along the lines of this:

WAAAHHHH! LIFE IS HARD!! I WANT TO BE ONE OF THOSE SUPER ORGANIZED AND ENERGIZED MOMS WHO RUN AT 4AM EVERYDAY AND STILL HAVE A SPOTLESS HOUSE, CLEAN KIDS AND DINNER ON THE TABLE AT 6! WAAAHHHH! I'M FRUSTRATED. I'M TIRED. MY KIDS ARE SICK...AGAIN. WAAAHHH!! I'VE GAINED 3.5 POUNDS THIS WEEK!! WAAHHH!


Captivating, isn't it? Well I had an apparent lucid moment while eating cinnamon toast crunch for breakfast this morning. I can't recall what it was exactly, but I feel better. So I've only ran once this week, my house is a wreck and my dogs smell (hey at least the kids were both bathed yesterday). That's life right now. I'm glad I am able to stay home and cuddle my very sick 4 year old and chase my very busy 8 month old as he tries to dissect the contents of the kitchen trash. I have a husband who loves me and provides for us without ever complaining that it's cheese quesadillas for dinner! Again. Pity party. That's what I've been doing this week, and for really no reason. My life is good. I am blessed beyond measure.

I leave Saturday for a week long house hunting trip and am praying my girl is better before I leave. Things are hopefully about to really hit full swing and we will have orders for a move. HOPEFULLY. I am so ready to be back home out of isolation and into a normal life and routine. I feel like so much of the frustration and stress I feel will dissolve as we head back into normal society. I realize that moving will create a whole new set of frustrations and stresses, I get that. But to not have to buy drinking water, to not have to plan a 12 hour day just to grocery shop and hit up Target, to be able to play in a backyard filled with GRASS and not vicious thorns... Ahhh.... we are so close.

So I guess I will end my pity party. Thanks for letting me wallow for a bit. Sometimes I miss the forest for the trees. Maybe that happens to you sometimes. I will leave you with the reason I never stay too long in my pity party.

Cute. Aren't they? :)

I hope to join you back on the road/trail soon. Until then, Happy Running!

an open letter

Dear MB,

On behalf of myself and Lefty we would like to thank you for losing some weight. I mean, we tried to be understanding as you limped thru your first half marathon still carrying a ridiculous amount of baby weight and well whatever else you want to call that gut of yours. But frankly, since you have decided that you (for some reason) like and enjoy this running thing, we sincerely appreciate your on going attempt to take some of the pressure off of us.

You've put us through a lot in your 29 years, as evidenced by both of us having surgical scars. Ahhh, those were the days, huh? Soccer, softball, running, sprinting, cutting back and forth at high speeds. We were a good team. Anywho, I digress......

We can already feel a MAJOR difference and know you still have a bit further to go and we can't wait. We want you to know that if you continue to take care of us, we will do our best to hurt and swell in protest less.

We just wanted you to know that we have seriously noticed and we are THANKFUL. The pain we have been feeling has already significantly decreased! Yay! So, keep up the good work and put down the Oreos!

Sincerely,

Your Right and Left Knees