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Sunburned. I used the 50 SPF Coppertone Lotion, but I may not have applied it enough in advance. The kids ended up fine but I am a very very bright pink. Still, being in the water was relaxing.
Daniel is getting to the age where he doesn't know how to be around me. He can't be sweet to me, but he still wants to be around me. So he pokes me and splashes me and pretends to punch me. It's both exasperating and endearing (endearritating?) because I can see the dichotomy...and I know the really secretly wanting to be around me won't last forever.
I think that's what's behind their fighting sometimes, the fact that they both adore me so much and want my complete attention. It's incredibly sweet and difficult at the same time.
I have a doctor's appointment for Monday to talk about depression. Some symptoms have come back and I'm trying to be proactive. I know that might sound weird, while talking about my kids adoring me...but they're kids and I'm their mom. I'm not really stellar with the rest of the world these days, unfortunately. (And even my parenting has been pretty mediocre lately.) But hopefully the appointment will at least be a proactive step; the symptoms can be evaluated by someone more objective than I am and we'll go from there.
Dave's out of town for a week this coming week, starting Saturday, to help his mom while she has surgery. The timing sucks, but that happens. I need to come up with a Plan For The Week.
Yeah. Nothing yet, save Monday's appointment. But we'll see.
Daniel is getting to the age where he doesn't know how to be around me. He can't be sweet to me, but he still wants to be around me. So he pokes me and splashes me and pretends to punch me. It's both exasperating and endearing (endearritating?) because I can see the dichotomy...and I know the really secretly wanting to be around me won't last forever.
I think that's what's behind their fighting sometimes, the fact that they both adore me so much and want my complete attention. It's incredibly sweet and difficult at the same time.
I have a doctor's appointment for Monday to talk about depression. Some symptoms have come back and I'm trying to be proactive. I know that might sound weird, while talking about my kids adoring me...but they're kids and I'm their mom. I'm not really stellar with the rest of the world these days, unfortunately. (And even my parenting has been pretty mediocre lately.) But hopefully the appointment will at least be a proactive step; the symptoms can be evaluated by someone more objective than I am and we'll go from there.
Dave's out of town for a week this coming week, starting Saturday, to help his mom while she has surgery. The timing sucks, but that happens. I need to come up with a Plan For The Week.
Yeah. Nothing yet, save Monday's appointment. But we'll see.