Time flies when you're having fun!
Labor Day came and went without much fuss at my house. I worked a 6 hour shift that day, and I was amazed at the sheer number of people who came into the club for their workout. Granted, most came in before 1 pm because they all had their gatherings to attend to, and I think if I didn't have to work that day my husband and I both would have attempted to get our own workouts done!
I had a bit of a dilemma while getting dressed that morning, I wanted to wear one of my new tops, but I worried it might be a tad showy. While looking in the mirror I decided I should ask my husband about it, and he said some might consider it inappropriate and too low cut. While I proceeded to disagree with him, I realized that if I had worried enough to ask his opinion about it, that it probably was inappropriate. Even though I don't have to wear business attire as a front desk receptionist in a health club, I still want to look sporty professional. I sighed and changed into a boring black shirt with a pair of capris. My girls are never going to see the light of day at this rate!
I played some basketball with the kids that night, I was constantly aware of quick movements and used my arms as shields against incoming balls to the chest. We didn't actually play a game, but when you've got young boys ( neighbor kids were playing too! ) throwing basketballs around, it tends to get dangerous! I think it's funny how very aware I am of my new breasts, and how terrified I am that something is going to mess them up!
A few days prior I had decided that it was time for our " baby " to move into her own bed. I reached a point where I had had enough of trying to fight for bed space, of lying there for an hour at a time trying to get her to sleep, and of sneaking around like a mouse when getting up in the morning and trying to get ready. My husband and I realized that it's been 5 years since we slept in the bed together without a kid in between us. How sad is that?!! So we were on day 3 at this point and things were going extremely well with the transition. She was waking up 1-3 times a night and one of us would go and comfort her for a few minutes until she fell back asleep. We should have done this a long time ago!
I had a bit of a dilemma while getting dressed that morning, I wanted to wear one of my new tops, but I worried it might be a tad showy. While looking in the mirror I decided I should ask my husband about it, and he said some might consider it inappropriate and too low cut. While I proceeded to disagree with him, I realized that if I had worried enough to ask his opinion about it, that it probably was inappropriate. Even though I don't have to wear business attire as a front desk receptionist in a health club, I still want to look sporty professional. I sighed and changed into a boring black shirt with a pair of capris. My girls are never going to see the light of day at this rate!
I played some basketball with the kids that night, I was constantly aware of quick movements and used my arms as shields against incoming balls to the chest. We didn't actually play a game, but when you've got young boys ( neighbor kids were playing too! ) throwing basketballs around, it tends to get dangerous! I think it's funny how very aware I am of my new breasts, and how terrified I am that something is going to mess them up!
A few days prior I had decided that it was time for our " baby " to move into her own bed. I reached a point where I had had enough of trying to fight for bed space, of lying there for an hour at a time trying to get her to sleep, and of sneaking around like a mouse when getting up in the morning and trying to get ready. My husband and I realized that it's been 5 years since we slept in the bed together without a kid in between us. How sad is that?!! So we were on day 3 at this point and things were going extremely well with the transition. She was waking up 1-3 times a night and one of us would go and comfort her for a few minutes until she fell back asleep. We should have done this a long time ago!
posted by Millie @ 9/12/2007 01:03:00 PM
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