Tomorrow we have an appt to take some portraits at the studio. So yesterday after I got back from work I thought of trying out my salwars to decide on which one to wear for the pictures. I opened my ‘Salwar’ suitcase and was trying to find one that fit me. I must have tried on at least 4-5 of them and was getting frustrated since everything was still snug in all the wrong places and I looked like a sausage waiting to explode. I was in front of the mirror wearing a lavender kameez which had lots of bead work and staring disapprovingly at my image in the mirror when Sean walked in and with a big grin on his face said ‘Mom, You’re a Princess!!!!’. That definitely brought a smile on my face - momentarily though. I couldn’t fathom how the first thing that came to his mind was the ‘Princess’ image of 'someone' looking nice and pretty when all I could see was all the imperfections that were staring back at me in the mirror. I hope he continues to always see the good in other people and comment on that and not become so judgemental as we often find people these days. That is my big wish for him as he grows into a young lad.
Sean’s vocabulary has expanded by leaps and bounds since the past year and he is getting so darn good at verbalizing all his thoughts. And I’m not saying that because he called me a princess. I know better that he relates all the ‘dressy’ outfits to princesses based on what he has seen of his cousin Sarah’s princess dress up collection. The other day Aji was working late and he asked me ‘Is dada working hard?’ and I said ‘Yes’. These days when I get home the first question he asks me is ‘Did you get stuck in traffic?’. The other thing that he does quite often these days is break into a song while he plays or is in the car. The one I have heard him sing a lot is ‘Doe a deer, a female deer’ from The Sound of Music – my all time favorite movie. He knows only the first few lines but he sings it pretty well. I should remember to record it next time.
Get Movin.
I am so disappointed in myself for being so sporadic with my workouts. I managed to find something to wear for the photo shoot but I changed into my workout clothes right after to go out for a quick jog outside. I had barely gone 100 yards when it started to drizzle so I turned around and went straight to the basement and did 45 minutes on the treadmill. I was way slower than I used to be but I think I just need to find the time and be consistent and slowly get back. Hopefully this is a new beginning and soon I will be able to fit into all my pre-preggo clothes.
I’m going to start posting a one liner about my workouts in with my journal entries from now on so you who are reading can ask me if I don’t mention anything and hold me accountable.
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