Monday morning- off to school!

Yippee! First Monday to send my girl out of the door with Daddy. I think she's in a bit of a tailspin. What??!! I have to do this again? When will school end? I'm hoping she will adjust quickly to this new 5 day school week, even if it's only half days. Still- I recognize that exhaustion. It's the hyper-tired girl who bursts into tears at any given moment. Yikes. Especially fun in public.

Went for my first bike ride yesterday! Had David drive me down to the bike shop so that they could attach the trailer. After too many hours spent staring at nuts and bolts I decided to let a professional take over. They attached the trailer and inflated my tires and off I went! Fiona got the first ride in the trailer. "Whoa, crazy lady!" was heard more than once. Although trust me when I say I wasn't going that fast. She's just a little overly cautious- I blame her father. In fact, she wanted to carry on an in depth conversation on the way back and I could hardly spit two words out in response. It was that hard-or I'm in that bad of shape. Either way, I DID it! I overcame my insane embarrassment of being a non-sporty mom in this oh -so -sporty mom town.

Now for a little quiet time (go to sleep, boys. Yes, you!) I could get used to these mornings. I need to feed my reading habit, any good ones lately? Been enjoying Howard Zinn's "A People's History of the United States." You know, just a little light reading. Although I'm sure the grown up in the back of my brain will soon remind me that I should be doing something productive with my time. Like organizing the garage so that my above mentioned bike can actually fit in there. Or cleaning. Yuck. Laundry. Oh please.

Happy birthday to me!

Okay 35, no big deal. I don't worry too much about getting older, possibly because I don't feel so old. Who knows? Maybe it's because I see it as an opportunity for change, like a new year, with all the possibilities wide open. (Unlike another holiday of the same name with so many failed resolutions + a hangover). Seriously. 35 is good. Now that I'm getting a little more sleep I might actually try to lose some of this leftover pregnancy weight. No more excuses- cuz I'm not having anymore children! Besides, wouldn't I like to look better at 35 than I did at 25?

I made a date to go back to WW tomorrow morning at 9:30. It worked before, I lost 30 pounds! And although my goals are not so lofty this time- I'd settle for 10- I still need some help.

I also went out and bought a bike today so that I could toot around town with the boys in the trailer. Thought it might be a fun way to add some exercise to my days. Now if only I could figure out how to attach that damn trailer. *&^%7* arrgh.

Fiona's finished her first week at preschool. She's absolutely exhausted but I think it went well. A little sad to have our days together coming to an end ( I mean of course her days out of school and my days as a SAHM). But I suppose our time alone at home ended when the boys were born. So I see this as a positive change for both of us. She's no longer bored at home putting up with ,"hold on a minute, babe!" or, "Wait! I'm helping the boys!" and I no longer have to cater to a needy 3 (now 4) year old girl! Good all around. Added bonus: I now can spend some time with these delicious, if not overly rambunctious, boys of mine.

A Beginning

Wow. Here I am. They say that at home mom bloggers are the new force in internet blogging- multiplying exponentially every day. And so... here I am. I find myself thinking with each new day that I should be writing this down. I should be writing this down! So many new things said... done... missed.

Life is made up of small happy moments, and so I dedicate this space to my own small happy moments, shared with the ones I love. Will I share this site with anyone I know? Maybe. Will anyone read it? Maybe. But here it is, if only for myself.