Sorry it has been a while since I have written anything lately for you guys but if I am being honest, I am not mad about it one bit.
A couple of months ago we all caught a stomach bug and we did our best to not leave the house to avoid spreading any of our germs.
I was diffusing thieves and everything else to clean the air in our house as much as possible, so if anyone visited they were safe as well. But we were stuck in the house for about 5 days and I was going nuts.
If you have little ones you know very well that staying inside the house and not letting out them get out their energy can be defeat in itself for a mama.
So after we were feeling much better and definitely not contagious.
J and I headed to the park to get some sun, and move our bodies.
It was just what we both needed.
I love going when the kids are still in school because we pretty much have the entire park to ourselves and I can help J climb and roam around the play set without getting any stink eye from parents who don’t think adults should be up there.
Technically I don’t look like an adult so maybe I get a pass?
J was insistent on going all the way to the top which of course required that I go to but I wanted to make sure he would go to the top by himself just assisted by me.
Once he was up safely he turns around, reaches out his hand and says, “I got you, mama!” And I damn near died!
Ever since having J I feel like I cry like a baby all the time, I cried a lot before him I just did it behind closed doors.
For the most part J is a really easy kid, I think God knew I could only handle so much and even then knew I would have a hard time at moments.
If you haven’t had the opportunity to meet J, he is polite, he kind, and he is very loving. He is seriously the best thing that has ever happened to his Dad and I, and I often find myself asking how did we get so lucky.
He is your typical kid who sometimes runs around the store with me chasing him in hand frustrated as hell, but