Thursday, September 23, 2010

Fall is my favorite.

Today was a great day.





Big Daddy went out tonight for a little man time, so Monkeyface and I got to hang out just the two of us.        

For our big date we made dinner, I know, right, we're party animals.




But it was a hour or so with no tv, no toys (a.k.a toys fighting each other), no one but me and my little man.

He climbed up on one of the barstools and sat and "talked" with me while I cooked our mac and cheese and tossed a salad.
Told ya we were party animals :)

He asked politely for some croutons and wanted to help stir the cheese into the mac.

We giggled and smiled.

He marveled at the sound of an airplane overhead through the open windows. We said "goodbye plane" after it pasted.



Today was a great day.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Do you ever wonder how you got to where you are?

I've been thinking a lot lately about my life. Goals. Dreams. Where I see us in 5, 10, 15, 50 years. I am wondering about the next step. I have a goal and I can see what I want to do with myself once Monkeyface gets older and is in school. What I can't seem to see is myself completing the necessary steps/schooling to get to that point. I am enrolled in an online college for medical billing. Seems like a good path and something that I would enjoy. What I can't seem to find is the desire to log on and do the work. When I enrolled my dad made sure that it was something I would like and follow through with vs. going to classes in town everyday. While I love being a SATM, I think that it might have been better to go to an actual class setting. I need to find a chunk of time to set aside each week to devote to doing the work. This is the FUTURE we're talking about....

As I ponder my future, I can't help but think of the path I've already walked. How did I get to be a 27 almost 28 year old mommy? What choices did I make that guided me, that changed the road completely. Would it have ended up the same way if those paths hadn't gone the directions they did?

There are times when I feels restless and a little unfulfilled but as I sit here and write this I hear my son playing in the background. He's using his imagination more and more lately. How can I not feel so full of love and fulfillment when I see him playing and growing and becoming such a little man.