I’m about 3 weeks into summer vacation and a new exercise regimen.  Not having to get 2 kids and myself up and prepared for the day, and out of the house before 7:30 AM has allowed me some time in the mornings.  With that said, I have had to be brutally honest with my 2 children.  I told them that I was going to take about an hour every morning to use the elliptical machine (thanks Mom!) practice yoga, and soon begin a kettle bell routine.  This has not come easy.  I am interrupted a minimum of 3 times.  “Mom, can you get me chocolate milk?  Mom, he won’t help me!  Mom, I went poop.  Mom, she hit me!”  I have tried locking my bedroom door, but both of my savvy children can pick a lock with the ease and agility of Harry Houdini.  I have yelled, God have I yelled.  I dislike myself when I yell.  My kids don’t like me when I yell. So, I trudge on, and pray that I can make it through without interruption.  Wish me luck!

This past Thursday was our 10 year wedding anniversary.  It really doesn’t seem like 10 years have gone by.  Though, some days, it feels like 20 years have passed since we were actually “us.” We spent the day/night together on Saturday while he kids hung out with Papa, Nana, Uncles, and cousins.  It was nice to be “just us.”  (Secretly, I missed my children.)

The PCOS battle continues.  My hair has stopped falling out faster than the speed of light, and the medication is still messing with my uterus. I’m really hoping the positive changes we’re making will help with it all.

Here’s to writing more often.