Confessions on a Friday

Confession is good for the soul. 

Confession 1: I got my feelings hurt this week.  You might think it is silly.  I can step back and know that it is.  Here is the story:

I went to pick up Lorelei from Vacation Bible School on Wednesday and had to take Boaz with me as we were coming back from the chiropractor (trying to be proactive and help him not get any more ear infections).  So, as I was walking in I saw another little baby that looked similar to Boaz's age.  Everyone rushed over to see the little baby.  I asked the age of the baby.  He was two days younger than Boaz and no one rushed over to see my sweet one.  (See I told you this was silly.  Can you say pity party?) It is because he is huge.  He is almost three months old and is already in nine month clothes.  Unless you know my family and love us you wouldn't gush over my baby because he doesn't look little.  He is only 17 lbs 6 oz the last time he was weighed. 

Confession 2: This goes out to all the health professionals in my life that feel the need to ask me if my son gets "tummy time."  Yes, he sleeps on his tummy.  I know that doesn't go with the whole "Back to Sleep" theory or method but it is what works for us. 

Maybe this is a double confession as those are bumper pads you are seeing. 

Confession 3: I am so over physical therapy.  I know I need to do it if I want to have more babies and to increase my quality of life.  But two to three times a week of people getting in my business is really getting to me.  I would be lying if I said I had not shed tears over it.  I have had talks with myself about my body being a temple and this is part of the upkeep etc.  No pictures for this confession unless you want a pic of one of the 12 exercises I am to do every day.  And I should tell you that I have heard Chris tell several people that Boaz broke me.   I think that might be a little extreme.  But you know what?  Even if he did, he is so worth it! 

I do want to say that in all of these things God is good.  All the time.