I’m still alive, folks. Just very stressed with the new job and hubby mostly out of town. The single parenting thing pretty much sucks. I’m trying to look at it through the lens of really getting to know the boy, but it only works when he’s not crying or making some other unreasonable demand (like for food, or attention).
You’d think my workload would be lessened with hubby back in town for a week, but now I just have to cook dinner for the whole family, too. Usually, I’d just scrape up something for the boy and I. The good part of the whole dinner-cooking scenario is that we’ve been eating more veggies. Last night, the boy was actually giggling while he shoveled pieces of zucchini in his mouth. He was acting as if he was doing something forbidden (yes, he’s already begun to take pleasure in being a bad boy). Let’s hope this fondness for greens continues.
Well, the weight and exercise things are about at a standstill. I keep saying that when we put the child to bed, I’ll hop on the treadmill for a few minutes. But somehow I end up needing to get work done, and, before I know it, it’s 10 p.m. Oh, and along those lines, I got a talking-to at the boy’s day care this morning. "Can you please try to arrive at 5:30 or a little before?" the day care provider asked nicely, citing the time I am supposed to pick him up each day. Aargh. So I’m a little pressed for time, which generally has resulted in stress eating and no exercise. Haven’t really figured out a plan to address this yet, unfortunately. Meanwhile… better get back to work!