Well, good morning, friends! Today is the day, Triple W Forum is here and I am so ready and so excited. (you can follow Triple W on twitter – I’m pretty sure I’ll be tweeting from that account tonight and tomorrow, so check in, engage, unleash your happy, even virtually!)
I’m feeling a little stressed.
I have questioned every single decision I have ever made for this conference and am still trying to decide what to do. That’s the bad news.
The good news. I am wearing jeans that button and zip for the first time in a year. I went shopping yesterday and bought clothing that fits and I feel sorta pretty and normal. This morning I put my jeans on and Noah walked in and touched my jeans and said “WOW! You look great!” And then I put on a sweater over a tank top and his response was both awesome and borderline insulting, something like “wow, Mom, you have never looked so pretty!”
Now, I was just trying my sweater on, so I took it off but I heard him run to Anna, who was busy counting silly bandz and heard him say “Anna, you have to see Mom, she looks SO GOOD!”
He walked in and saw that I changed my clothes and asked me to look nice again.
So, you know. THERE’S THAT.
I found out some encouraging information this week, I visited a specialist I was seeing right before getting pregnant with Eli and found out I was only five pounds away from my pre-pregnancy weight. This is perplexing because I still have so much skin hanging out in my mid-section. In fact, since putting jeans on this morning, I realized I need to add an extra minute (or two) in the bathroom to tuck things in exactly where they belong.
I am really hoping you all have a great weekend. I am heading out right now to find some cute flats and then home to shower and pack.
I’m thinking about the lives lost on September 11, nine years ago. The families whose hearts ache so much, not just on this anniversary but also every single day. and I’m thinking about our troops and their safety as they defend our freedom and the freedom of others today and every single day. There are so many good people out there.
I have just one question for you: if you could buy a cup of coffee for a soldier…would you? I have an idea….