Today dealt me a couple really low blows. The worst is that my exercise routine for the next few weeks has been jeopardized. I may or may not have done some damage to my foot in my over zealousness to adjust to my new running shoes. That's the way I roll, I'm just not very good at taking things slow. Which is why my theme for this year is Patience. Too bad I forgot that went I slipped those sweet duds on my feet.
The other low blow isn't really that low. It just involved getting a fourth (yes, fourth) left leg for the play station I can't wait to give Baby B. Except that I can't put it all the way together because four left legs do not one right leg make. Sad.
So, I was starting to feel a bit sad. What to do? I slipped on my current favorite shirt (a new one from The Loft by Anne Taylor, super soft, comfy, and cute!) and one of my favorite pairs of pants. That I totally forgot I owned, thanks to being preggems all last winter. I LOVE these pants, so it was totally a Joyful Moment when I rediscovered them a few days ago and another Joyful Moment when I put them on today. That's right, Folks, when life gives you lemons go put on a cute outfit before you even think about how much sugar you want to add to your lemonade.
Or, you could always break out the Sweet Potatoes instead. As in pureed sweet potatoes. As in Baby B's first baby food experience. It's like he's already been through babyhood before. He's just kind of a pro at everything. From the first bite, he ate his food like a champ. I mean, it still dribbled down his chin, got smeared all over his face, and somehow wound up in his armpit, but--he loved every minute of it! And he managed to eat half of the jar. Pretty impressive, in my book. And a total Joyful Moment watching how adorable he was and how absolutely delighted he was to finely be "eating" like the rest of us.
In case you're wondering--he isn't allowed to eat cereal for a few more months because of his food sensitivities. That's why he started out with sweet sweet potatoes.
Wishing you all Joyful Moments in which you get so carried away that you might even wind up with sweet potatoes in your armpit!