Sometimes I wonder
Why I get puzzled, long stares from people when I’m out and about…
Then I realize my jacket hood is the size of Texas.
And I will use it. Protecting the recently coiffed hair at all costs. No shame.
Sometimes I wonder why I bother coiffing the hair at all before I work out,
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Then I realize sometimes it’s nice to be showered and dressed before the end of the day, no matter what the plans are, or because I thought I had plans with a friend, turns out it was next week. my bad.
Either way, I don’t need a reason to practice good hygiene and normal, cleanliness habits. Taking a shower every three days is old news….methinks so is flat ironing the hair, but it’s all I know how to do.
Sometimes I wonder why it took me three kids to not care so much about a 7am watercolor mess…or orange juice all over the floor, or my makeup getting dumped out in the sink, ok the makeup one bothered me a bit…
Froggy love got a face lift
Then I realize practice makes perfect, third times a charm and I’m a mom – no mess is too big if the kids are playing nicely. unless its a pukey/poopy mess, still trying to master those ones. never pleasant. always make me want to vomit. sorry for the visual. it’s part of life.
Sometimes I wonder why I don’t just sit more and enjoy the moments with my kids
Then I realize I am still a work in progress and I can practicing being still when life requires stillness, a little bit more everyday.
and sometimes those moments end up in tantrums and hysterics anyway, and those are best avoided. so we keep moving.
Sometimes I wonder why my kids can’t be still, are usually bouncing off the walls and seem slightly more high strung than the the average kid
Then I look in the mirror. I get it. They look to me, all the time. I can’t usually stop moving and I’m slightly high strung. I practice being a better me everyday, and they will turn into better them’s day by day. then I think, don’t give yourself too much credit – children are children and I embrace each one of their beautiful personalities – encourage their strengths and guide them. high strung little crazies that they sometimes are 
Sometimes I wonder why I spend time arguing with my two year old as to whether or not he can pee outside in the grass as opposed to the toilet
Then I realize, pick your battles. let the boy pee. there could be bigger problems.
nice pink hat, Luke.
Sometimes I wonder why I don’t have more Lego friends in my life…
Then I realize I am 30 years old. they are for 5-8 year olds, but so much fun to build. I will enjoy a Sunday morning putting together Anna’s pet parade lego friends with her. then watch the three kids tear it apart. actually, 3 days later, it still stands. I’m impressed.
Sometimes I wonder how I’ve made it 11 DAYS WITHOUT RUNNING!
Then I realize I ran a marathon a few weeks ago and I committed to giving my bod a little break from the pavement pounding. I will be upfront though – I may not make it two full weeks. I might take the plunge before the weekend. fair warning. and a respectable break was taken. I also realize the almighty stairmaster got me through. I am greatly anticipating my first run back. excited.
I was back on the stairmaster yesterday. 40 minutes, fairly easy. I did a little bit of core work that I might talk more about tomorrow – but my legs are SO SO SO SORE, I gave them a break from any strength training torture.
I’m claiming a rest day today. just because.
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Sometimes I wonder how I gained weight training for a marathon… then I realize that I was injured during most of the “training” and ate whatever the heck I wanted.
Lesson learned for next marathon training season
BTW, your kids are SO CUTE! They got their big beautiful eyes from mommy
Oh no! I hope you stay injury free for the next time around!
Man, this post puts things into perspective.
Sometimes I wonder why my (almost) 2 yr old never sleeps past 6 (while other kids his age who are not even half as active as he is sleep 12 hrs a night)…then I realize that he’s a morning person like me. He wakes up happy – regardless of how little sleep he got and is ready to play and run til he passes out. HA =)
Seriously love this post =)
If it makes you feel any better, my almost 3 year old was waking in the 4′s since the time change last fall – we had just gotten him to stay asleep into the 5:30 range and the time change again put us back at 4-4:15! We finally got rid of his nap, and for the past week, he sleeps until 6ish – amazing!! All of my kids have always been early risers and full of energy! As early as it is, they are happy and ready to go, so I can be thankful for that:)
Sweet post!
Sometimes I wonder how I didn’t find your website/blog earlier and then I realize how lucky I am that I did find it.
I was reading some of the stuff on your page to my husband last night like the wearing of makeup during labor and running being your hobby because you really just like the shoes and attire .. he smirked and said it sounded just like me!!
I sometimes wonder when my infants turned to into bonafide little people with their very own thoughts and STRONG opinions? I also wonder what things about me as a mom they’ll look back on fondly, and what things they’ll complain to their friends/spouses/therapists about?! lol!
This post was so sweet
Got back on the running horse today. Body is creaky and seemed to have forgotten how, it felt weird. But good weird.
Here’s to hopefully a mighty nice comeback.
Okay, I don’t have a “sometimes I wonder” because I’m not creative enough, but I just wanted to say that your comment about your son peeing on the lawn is hilarious (although I’m sure the reality is somewhat less funny for you).
Sometimes I wonder — why don’t I just run for a living, then I realize — running is for purpose, not for living. And If I can find deep purpose in something as mundane as running, maybe I’ll find purpose in an other mundane marathon called life.
I’m a fan of your blog, and the experiences you share!