I have never seen Sex and the City before. And last night I watched a whole 20 minutes. And what I can gather is that it makes you want to live in New York City…single…and filthy rich. It looked so glamorous, but yet in the 20 minutes I watched, I saw three different women crying. Sign me up! Or not.
We went to Ikea this past weekend. And bought a shelving unit for my office/bedroom. My business stuff was so cluttered and unorganized in the original boxes they were shipped in, lining the walls of my bedroom. It made me cringe every time I saw it/stepped over it. In my head I would yell, “WE NEED A BIGGER PLACE! I CAN’T WORK IN THIS!” But now it’s beautiful, and contemporary, and screams at me: package something! I need a few more finishing touches and I’ll have to take a picture. I just come into my room, close the door, and stare at it. Seriously. Multiple times a day. It makes me SO unbelievably happy.
One of my New Year’s Resolutions this year was to get out more. Make more playdates for my kids (which everyone knows is playdates for moms), more date nights with my husband. It’s not even the end of January and I can’t believe how my circle of friends has grown. People that we’ve invited to do things aren’t only reciprocating, but new people are wanting to hang out. I have turned into a FUN person that people want to know! In less than a month. I should market this plan and sell it for big bucks, but it’s not much of a complicated equation. Now people want to get together and I have to say, “I’ll have to check my schedule.” I’m that cool. The only thing cooler would be to say, “Call my assistant to set something up.” Or, “Would you like me to add you to our playdate waiting list?” Or maybe that’s bordering on crazy.
When we had Mackay I thought I was a good parent. But then we had Zack. And I realize all the good things about Mackay I had nothing to do with. Because with Zack, I have no control. And I have no idea how to find that control. I’m lost. Just like all those other parents I felt bad for when I only had my angel child I thought I raised.
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Aly - Can I just say one thing to that: amen. I feel completely and totally lost with Sydnee. Kyrah was like Mackay, pretty much an angel child. Sydnee on the other hand does whatever she wants, whenever she wants. I have a lot to learn about being a mom. That’s for sure.
That is great that you are getting out more! I have made a commitment to do the same. So far, I am making more friends that I ever thought possible. It really does work
PS-I can’t wait to see a picture of your new shelf! Please do share!