8:06 AM
C.L.
The other morning I decided to go for another run. I stuck to my neighborhood because the gym was closed for the holiday. I thought it might be fun to take the boys with me because they love to run and are constantly running EVERYWHERE! Of course, they didn't want to run today so after 15 minutes of a failed attempt we went to the park instead.
By the time I finally got us home, it has started to rain. Now, I was not only annoyed, I was frustrated. This was only my second day running, and I was not going to run in the rain. I got home in a bad mood and set the boys up with their snack and a movie while I wallowed. Sensing my bad mood, the husband spoke up:
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Sunday, April 7, 2013
Friday, March 29, 2013
A Pat on the Back
I know my last post was all about me trying to figure out who I am and also make sure I am doing things to better myself. I promise, as much as I can, I have been actively trying. I think a lot of the time I tend to spend most of my time talking about my kids because I have never been that confident in myself. I don't like talking about myself, and I rarely enjoy attention. But for once, without any shame (or dignity for that matter) I will be talking about me, and some important changes and accomplishments I have made.
Last summer I was going to the gym pretty regularly and kinda enjoyed it. I made some strides, but really wasn't taking it to seriously. Once the school year started, though, I was a goner. This school year was really trying and between...
Saturday, March 16, 2013
What Happened to ME?
When I started (or I guess restarted as I've had about 6-7 blogs prior to this one) this blog the whole idea behind it was to document my road to becoming a "better person". There were things about myself and my life that I knew I wanted to change, but had no real motivation (for lack of a better word) to do it. Then suddenly, most of my posts became about my kids. Don't get me wrong, I love my kids and most days they are my reason for waking up every morning, but I am beginning to wonder when did I stop thinking about me?
I know that sounds like a selfish question. Think about me? Who has time for that? I work full time at an inner city elementary school in Baltimore so for 8 hours a day the livelihood of 25 kindergartners is in my hands. When...