1. Summer's here with a vengeance. 90-degrees and above for at least the next week and a half. As I get older, I find I like summer less and less, weather-wise, and enjoy fall and even winter more and more. Maybe it's weight-related, or the fact I don' like to sweat. I don't know. Maybe, if I can get my weight down and keep it down for a year, we'll know the truth. Still, I notice both summer and winter encroach beyond their bounds in this part of the country. Spring and fall are so fleeting; but I guess perhaps that's true in any part of the country? Summer starts well before the Solstice (though this year Spring couldn't decide if it was winter or summer and rapidly flopped between both), and often lasts up to or even beyond the Autumnal Equinox. The same goes for winter, often beginning to encroach in late November, early December, though the Solstice isn't until nearly January. But then again, maybe the weather has it better: the solstices used to be called Mid-Summer's Day and Mid-Winter's Day, suggesting those season were already in progress. Maybe the calendars have it all wrong.
2. I've found procrastination to be one of my greatest down-falls. When I was pregnant with Eliza, I noticed that every now and then I would have pain in my hip, likely connected to something being out of joint in my back. When I was pregnant with Simon, it became quite bad, prompting me to go to the chiropractor. After I gave birth, everything seemed fine; until a few weeks ago. Then the pain came back so badly that I often limp. I know it is that spot in my back acting up again. I also know it's exacerbated by the fact that I often carry two kids up 1.3 flights of stairs practically every day, and many days with a load or two of groceries to boot. I really need to get it taken care of, as it's crimping my exercise. It's hard enough to do the Wii Fit Step and Advanced Step for more than 20 minutes, but extended walking/running or intense exercise can be quite painful. And I've yet to make the appointment. I've set an appointment with myself to call and make an appointment on Monday (the office is closed on Fridays). Procrastination is gettin' the boot!
3. 11 days without a soda, unless you count a few gulps to wash down some Ibuprofen at the Farmer's Market to deal with my hip pain. Which I don't. It was provided to me, I drank what was needed to get the medicine down (okay, with maybe one extra taste), and I didn't ask for anything more. And except for a few stress moments over the past few days, I haven't wanted one. Now, ask me how I'm doing on desserts....
4. Zoo trips are becoming a regular repertoire of ours. A group of my friends who have/are caring for young children go to the zoo almost every Friday morning to let the kids run and enjoy the outdoors, as well as the animals when they take a moment to look. Eliza is, for the most part, the youngest of the kids and often has a hard time keeping up. She's not always included, as she is often the last to arrive on the scene. My heart teeters a little when I see this. I am grateful to these little girls and their moms, as they're really good about trying to include her, but sometimes it can't be helped. Eliza can't do everything they do, and she can't move as fast as they can; sometimes, she just can't join in everything. Generally, Eliza's unaware when she doesn't get to participate, but it gives me a taste of "someday", should she be excluded by children who mean to do it, how a mother's heart can ache for her child. Eliza is a beautiful little girl, so sweet and open, and I hate the idea of her being hurt, especially intentionally, by another. Yet I also know I can't shield her from every difficulty and trial, as they will help her to develop the strong character I hope she will have. It's hard being a mom.
5. Since the others are so long, I'll keep this one short: Simon has begun reaching for things. The cutest thing I've seen these past several months: Simon laying on the couch with his daddy leaning over him, cooing to each other while Simon reaches up to touch Daddy's face. Be still my heart! I love those two men.
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