I'm in a funk.
I woke up this morning and my head hurt, my stomach felt like someone punched it and my left kidney was hurting.
Happy Monday, right?
So. Yes. BLEH.
Bleh, in one word, describes exactly how I feel today.
So, how do I get myself out of this Bleh-ness?
I write.
My hope is that after I get the jumbled mess out of my head, I can motivate myself to make Monday a productive day.
My son Jake, 4, lovingly reminded me yesterday that I had to clean the house.
He says, "I don't like the house dirty, so you need to clean it."
I lovingly responded, "It's Mother's Day, cleaning can wait until tomorrow."
He agreed and says, "OK, you can wait."
I love that he "gives" me permission to do things.
Since turning 4 in March he thinks that he is indeed a big boy.
Bless his little heart.
He just came in with a towel and asked me how to fold it ....
I guess he is trying to take matters into his own hands.
If that doesn't motivate me to clean, I don't know what will.
Obviously, my son is pretty self-sufficient.
I like it, but it worries me as well.
The thought of him growing up as a strong, independent man excites me.
But, currently, he is only 4.
I want him to be a little boy for as long as he can be.
I don't want him to worry about anything other than baseball, bugs and bicycle rides.
I want to do the mom thing. Ha!
He is in the "let me do it" stage.
I think this is the hardest stage for me thus far.
So, I am off to clean and be productive.
I sent Jake off to play and be a kid.
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