Do you ever just laugh in the midst of rough times? I mean, we all handle things differently but lately all I can do is laugh or have a complete meltdown. Both are equally crazy.
Finding time for myself has been a struggle but I make it work. I have had a few people come up to me and ask if I am going to get back to writing and my answer was always, “Well I’m just so busy.” It wasn’t until the past few weeks that I caught myself in moments and thought they were blog worthy. I mean who wouldn’t want to read about Aiden playing in his shit, or Owen giving himself arm hickies. Even Elena, asking about why her Barbie has a “pee bug under her shirt”. I will make time, and hopefully be able to continue this. If I’m able to crawl out of bed half dead and show up to the CrossFit box at 7am to do a workout that makes me pee then I can handle a few posts a month.
I think its time to practice what I preach and get my ass in gear. Embracing where I am in life is crucial to surviving it. I am here and willing to take it head on. So, since it has been a long time I will give you an update.
The twins are 5 months old, Elena is going to be 3 in October. I know, I cant even. The fact that my uterus can withstand double unders after all of the kids is phenomenal. I feel like some days it might fall out onto the floor and the next day it’s made of steel. The body is capable of much more then we give it credit for that’s for sure.
I love my little monsters but I still need to escape. Whether it be at the CrossFit gym (aka box) that I have been in and out of for 2 years, or my front porch swing. Which by the way broke while I was on it a few weeks ago. Yes, I had wine but not enough to be completely relaxed in my fall. Again, I’m getting off track but really my life is extremely interesting (sarcasm here) and at times comical.
This weekend I turned the dirty thirty. I celebrated by getting two more tattoos and seeing Keith Urban in concert. I also won $100 on tips while playing them at Ziggys a with my Paw Paw and husband. Feeling lucky! There was also a van that pulled up next to Zach and I, on the way into the concert full of old ladies smoking cigarettes. These lively women handed us a parking pass for free. I really had quite the weekend.
Things are looking up as we cruise out of the newborn stage. I’m starting to get back to myself, and feeling strong. That’s why I decided to throw everything out in the open on this blog. I’m accepting of the fact that I pee while working out, sometimes my left knee aches, I have one glass of wine a night, and I lock myself in the bathroom to escape my kids. It’s all good right?!
I’m walking into everything with a fresh outlook and today is a good day.