Gah, I hate this time of year. Seems like from Thanksgiving to Valentine's Day we are bombarded non-stop with sugary junk. Ads, store displays, more ads. I have been really noticing lately how much junk is advertised in our everyday lives. Everywhere you turn you can see some sort of ad for "Tim Horton's this" or "Nestle chocolate that" and everything in between. No wonder obesity is becoming such an issue in western society, when all of our senses and everyday lives are surrounded by food and messages about it.
I'm realizing more and more that food, especially sugary food, is a way that I cope with stress. I have been eating like shit the last few days, and I have been super stressed out. Jesse's crappy reaction to this baby, coupled with my anticipation of having to tell my mother (and, subsequently, her reaction to the news) have been really making me feel completely stressed out. It's almost as if it's subconcious, though, because I don't necessarily *feel* like a huge ball of emotional stress...yet quite often I will notice that my neck and shoulder muscles are so sore from unconciously tensing them up. And the eating. I find myself physically and verbally reminding myself that sugar is NOT going to solve this problem, nor is it going to help the situation or how I feel about myself after I finish eating whatever it is I'm craving. It's all a process. I think it's good that I am at least recognizing these signals and cues within myself instead of just totally ignoring them and shrugging them off.
It snowed here yesterday, quite suddenly, and it is FREEZING out. My house sucks in the winter...it's pretty drafty (or I find it drafty, at least!) and the mornings are the worst. I need to hire someone to run around in my house to get the warm air circulating before I get out of my nice, cozy bed! Oh wait, I don't need to hire anyone, I have two kids! Hmmm...I wonder if they would go for that...LOL
Speaking of mornings...they are so funny these days. Nova has been sleeping late, but Faeryn has been waking me early because she's "hunnnnnry" (hungry). Every mornign is the same, she gets out of our bed, goes to check to see if Jesse is in the kitchen (he never is, he leaves at 5am to go to work) and then comes back and stands beside the bed and yells "Mommy!! MoooooommmmmYYYYYY! Get up! I'm hunnnnnnry! I'm wet! I pooped! Get up!" It's really cute and funny. Also not so cute and funny when all I want to do at 7:30am is sleep some more! She used to stand there and talk to me and coax me to get up for about 10 minutes before I actually hauled my ass outta bed...but her patience must be waning with me because now if I don't get my butt in gear in about 2 minutes she gets louder and louder until I do. LOL
Ah, kids. Such wonderful, frustrating, contradictory, inspiring, beautiful people! I can't imagine my life without them, now. Although, sometimes at 7:30am in the morning, it'd be nice...;)
Ok, it's 1:45am...I have a client due ANY day now...and I have to get up at 7:30am! i best be hauling my butt to bed so I can get it out of that same bed in a timely fashion for my 18 month old ;)
nighty night!
3 comments:
LOL, you paint an adorable picture of Faeryn in the morning. Cute, cute, cute!
My aunt was telling me that the snow is up to her ankles in Edmonton. Oy!
Yes, it snowed like crazy on Sunday and now it's frickin FREEZING. Bah humbug...i like the snow but the cold I could do without!
Brrr. I can take snow, it's the cold that gets to me. I'd rather have lots of snow and mild weather, then having it be freezing out with little snow.
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