I'm silly
Well - here I am on a Sunday afternoon sitting here at work because I told them I’d come in and post the results of the marathon to the website.
*twiddles thumbs waiting for the information*
On top of all the yoga and other exercise I started “working out” this past Friday and let me tell you! Yesterday was a painful painful day. I gave my body a total rest and did neither yoga nor any other exercise. So today during my yoga tape I could really feel how sore everything was and it was tough to stretch it out, but I did it. I feel really good and I’ve lost 12 pounds now plus my strength is way better. Still no more back pain! Yay!
So get this. Sky has wanted to spend the night at my dad’s house for a long time now and we promised her that when he was better from his cancer that she could. She’s never spent the night away before. He lives about 25 minutes out of town and for various reasons I’ve always held back from letting her stay out there. So yesterday he came by and she begged and I let her go. We packer her back pack with her pillow and jammies and her care bear bankie and off she went.
I was fine, really I was. I figured at around 7pm I’d call and see how she was. Well - my Dad never heard his phone ring therefore, even though I knew everything was fine and that he’d call me if anything went wrong, I suddenly panicked. Mario was out playing tennis and there I sat at home completely overtaken by separation anxiety and horrible worry and for what? She was with family and playing with her cousin who was also spending the night and she had to be having a blast. Me? I was a mess. I missed her horribly and I was becoming so upset at myself for being so silly. I made some dinner and then Mario came home and there were tears streaming down my face as I sat there and tried to eat. ??? I was so confused at myself - this was so unexpected. I didn’t mention to Mario that I wasn’t able to get a hold of them incase it might have freaked him out for no reason, but he told me everything would be fine and that she needed this. He’s absolutely right - she does need it - to get away and be on her own every once in a while. I finally got over the panic of it and then had a hard time sleeping.
When morning came I was ready to race out the door to get her, but I backed off knowing that my dad would make pancakes and have a great morning with them and that I should let her have her fun. I calmed myself down and did my yoga and managed to wait until about 1pm to go and get her. She did have a blast of a time and everyone was all smiles when I got there. She came and plounced into my lap and told me about everything they did and my niece did the same thing. What the hell was wrong with me anyway?! Do all mothers get like that the first time their child has a sleep over?
*still waiting for this information that I’m supposed to post*
*twiddles thumbs waiting for the information*
On top of all the yoga and other exercise I started “working out” this past Friday and let me tell you! Yesterday was a painful painful day. I gave my body a total rest and did neither yoga nor any other exercise. So today during my yoga tape I could really feel how sore everything was and it was tough to stretch it out, but I did it. I feel really good and I’ve lost 12 pounds now plus my strength is way better. Still no more back pain! Yay!
So get this. Sky has wanted to spend the night at my dad’s house for a long time now and we promised her that when he was better from his cancer that she could. She’s never spent the night away before. He lives about 25 minutes out of town and for various reasons I’ve always held back from letting her stay out there. So yesterday he came by and she begged and I let her go. We packer her back pack with her pillow and jammies and her care bear bankie and off she went.
I was fine, really I was. I figured at around 7pm I’d call and see how she was. Well - my Dad never heard his phone ring therefore, even though I knew everything was fine and that he’d call me if anything went wrong, I suddenly panicked. Mario was out playing tennis and there I sat at home completely overtaken by separation anxiety and horrible worry and for what? She was with family and playing with her cousin who was also spending the night and she had to be having a blast. Me? I was a mess. I missed her horribly and I was becoming so upset at myself for being so silly. I made some dinner and then Mario came home and there were tears streaming down my face as I sat there and tried to eat. ??? I was so confused at myself - this was so unexpected. I didn’t mention to Mario that I wasn’t able to get a hold of them incase it might have freaked him out for no reason, but he told me everything would be fine and that she needed this. He’s absolutely right - she does need it - to get away and be on her own every once in a while. I finally got over the panic of it and then had a hard time sleeping.
When morning came I was ready to race out the door to get her, but I backed off knowing that my dad would make pancakes and have a great morning with them and that I should let her have her fun. I calmed myself down and did my yoga and managed to wait until about 1pm to go and get her. She did have a blast of a time and everyone was all smiles when I got there. She came and plounced into my lap and told me about everything they did and my niece did the same thing. What the hell was wrong with me anyway?! Do all mothers get like that the first time their child has a sleep over?
*still waiting for this information that I’m supposed to post*