Mama of 2 P's in a Pod

I have been waiting patiently for this cough - turned upper respiratory infection to go away. But I'm over it. Done. Ready for it move on out. 5 days of the Zpac and prednisone seem to be helping. My cough is still on the smoker lady side, but I can feel it moving out. And about darn time. Its been over a month since I've been able to run, to Jazzercize for more than 30 minutes and that is cramping my style! I know there have been countless posts on my quest to get fit. But life has really hit me to the point that its not longer a quest it is a mission. And waiting for the ability to get going stinks. I have no more patience. I know I have to get healthy in order to get healthy, but seriously enough! I've contemplated starting a new blog, to focus on this love-hate relationship I have with my body. But I figured you guys have stuck with me this long so I guess I will just have to bore you with my thoughts on the subject on here. Because being Mama of two P's in a pod,...

Trust 1. A: to place confidence : depend b : to be confident : hope 2 : to sell or deliver on credit transitive verb 1 a : to commit or place in one's care or keeping : entrust b : to permit to stay or go or to do something without fear or misgiving 2 a : to rely on the truthfulness or accuracy of : believe b : to place confidence in : rely on c : to hope or expect confidently 3 : to extend credit to Something I'm having a real hard time with here lately.

You know which ones. The one where your 7-year-old looks you in the eye and touches your face in such a way you know that there is no greater love. The one where your 9-year-old begs to spend some time with just you. The one where your 85 lb lab comes over to sit by you just to keep your cold feet warm. The one where you are out and about with your husband and he takes your hand and gently squeezes so only you know what he's thinking. Seeing your mom with your two daughters and the pure joy felt between the three of them just for being around each other. These are the moments that keep me going. The other ones, the not so great ones are nothing compared to moments like these. I have spent too much time worrying about to fix the other ones that I have almost overlooked the important ones. The ones that make my very heart beat, my soul breathe. I will not spend another minute on the not so great ones.

It's that time of year when we are all pressured to set resolutions and big goals for the new year. But after some thinking, and then a little more thinking, (oh come on you know I like over think everything) I'd like to spend 2013 celebrating ordinary achievements. I do have some goals too, but I'd like to really enjoy the life that is going on around me, more. I was reminded by a good friend that I used to be the person who had small goals but went after them nontheless. Now, I put everyone else first. I'd like to find some balance in there. And that is one of my goals. But mostly, I want to enjoy the lives around me and enjoy my life. What are the ordinary moments? Saying yes to the gumball machine, or bouncy ball machine. Taking the time to listen to their stories, to really listen, even if its about the boy in class who can make fart noises with his armpit, its their story. I will celebrate the rare occasion when my 9-year-old grabs my hand when we are out shoppi...