Today started out fine enough. Although, Darling A has been back to her newborn sleeping schedule for I don't know how many nights now and I. Am. Tired.
But, I dragged my buns out of bed and made it to one of the most challenging yoga classes ever. But challenging in a doable way. I felt really good after and it was a nice Joyful Moment.
Then my youngest two and I headed to the Farmer's Market. This ended up being chaos because it was a game day and people were flooding the area so they could tailgate for 7 hours before the game started. And for once, I'm not exaggerating in the least.
So, finding a parking spot was a bit harrowing, but we managed at last and were even blessed to find one not too far away from the market. Getting my veggies was a Joyful Moment. Fighting a crazy Baby B to get back in the stroller so I wouldn't lose him (Darling A was in the Moby wrap) and then pushing him out while he screamed at the top of his lungs past hundreds of tailgaters was significantly less Joyful.
There was a brief moment of silence between his screams on the way home when I just got that nice "fall feeling"--you know what I'm talking about? The air is cooling, people were playing football, and it just started feeling like Fall. My favorite season. So, that was a beautiful moment. Until the screams started up again.
And then, today was one of the days when my postpartum-hormones-induced-anxiety got the better of me, so we'll just leave of there.
At least things started okay.
2 comments:
Did you go early enough to get doughnuts???
My JM was visiting with my sister-in-law, one of the best visits we've ever had.
Mom--No, I kind of lost the desire for the doughnuts. Funny, huh? And I want to hear about it!
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