Somewhere along the way, I lost my $#!T

   This week has been the start of a lot of new, less complicated things. I decided to steer myself down a road that was a lot more peaceful. With that comes a lot of changes and adjustments, and also some harsh realizations.
   I have come to realize, that somewhere along the way, I lost all my patience. I'm sure that it was a long process. Over time, I just became more rushed. So eager to just "get it over with". I've caught myself getting irritated when others talk slowly...just spit it out already, right?! Or when I do simple things like take a shower, or drive from point A to point B. Always finding ways to make it happen faster, get results NOW!
  Well as I'm sure you all can guess, it's not working out so well for me. Although impatience was a quality I realized that I possess, I never really thought too hard on it. I just accepted that I was an impatient person, and continued to rush through my daily life. When people would tell me to be more patient, my thoughts were always "Yeah, add THAT to my to-do list!" or my personal favorite "Maybe you should just hurry the f**k up!!!"
  Today I had a thought, while trying to rush through my yoga routine....what am I rushing to do??? I feel like Alice, trying to figure out what the hell the White Rabbit is so late for. All I am really doing in rushing to...the end of the day. I'm rushing to get old. I'm hurrying through the days of life I've been lucky enough to get to experience, to reach what? The end of my life?
   Where is the joy in that?
   Let today go down in the books as the day I make stopping to smell the roses a way of life, not an occasional treat!!!

#officiallyscrewed

   It's Sunday Funday in this family....other than grocery shopping, 30 minutes of yoga and the 5 minute meditation I squeezed in before Little Love woke up from his A.M nap, we have been relaxing and enjoying the day!!!
   Today, I am thankful for my insane little man! He and I have been through some big changes the past few weeks. So today I will write about him! He is after all, the most gorgeous man in the world ;)
   On September 1st, he will be 8 months old! He is all over the place with his army crawl, or as I like to call it, "the worm". In other words, I'm officially SCREWED. The days of setting him in one spot and knowing he won't go anywhere are GONE. Pretty little decorations on end tables/coffee tables/night stands are nonexistent. Outlets are covered, cords are hidden, and baby gates are up! He has recently learned how to pull himself to a stand on just about anything. He can also climb the stairs, and feed himself finger foods.
   He is definitely ALL boy...he loves anything with wheels. His favorite thing to do is talk. He starts at 5am, and other than naps, he NEVER STOPS. Nope, not once, not until bedtime. I love that my sweet man is so vocal, but on the rare occasion I get a break it is astounding what 10 minutes of calm will do for your sanity!!! He likes to fart, he thinks it's HILARIOUS. His favorite sound is a growl, and he does it often!
  I love being a boy mom way more than I ever thought I would. I couldn't imagine life without this tiny, noisy, messy, sweet little stinker. His 3 toothed grin gives me butterflies, and his slobbery kisses make my heart melt! I am actually a better person because I have him in my life, and I'm very thankful to have my son <3 br="">