Showing posts with label angry birds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label angry birds. Show all posts

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Working it Out Weekend 7/16/11

What time is it?
Its time for another edition of Working it Out Weekend!
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Earlier this summer, we had a family of robins that built a nest in our grill.


We spent several weeks watching the eggs grow, and then hatch to baby birds. It was so exciting. Little Man couldn't wait to come home and check on them every day.


This birds nest ring is a great reminder of it, and the tutorial is super easy!

This is a bedroom makeover I would like to try!

Suburbs Mama is making a return to Working it Out Weekend with another Shabby Apple inspired creation!


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Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Last resort

I will admit that I've been struggling a lot lately. My biggest issue, quite frankly, is me. I'm very much in my own head & its causing a huge issue for me.
I'm at a weight loss plateau. I'm not really gaining or losing. Ive got a bit of a pooch going on in my belly & I'm very self conscious of it.
A lot of just plain out tiredness in my house. Being physically tired. Emotionally spent. If a parent of a child with specialized needs ever tells you they are not drained at all, they are lying. Even though my son doesnt require additional assistance really, there are other behaviors that drain me.
He's currently obsessed with angry birds. Yes the game is addictive, but autism brings it to the next level. Especially at bedtime.
And theres this pesky nuisance called school. You know, this interrupts our play time, and we are really quite done with second grade.
So its a struggle most mornings to get up & out the door. I'm exhausted by the time I get to work, which just adds to stress, etc.
So...I need a change of perspective. I can't wave a magic wand & make all the tension & stress go away. I need to tecaliberate life.
Listing my goals, etc. Doesn't work in my life. Basically, I'm on my own with things. The big man is ready for bed by the time I get home from work, so anything I get from him is a bonus. I'm tired too, and sometimes I need to veg out. I may not have a physically demanding job, but there's a lot of mental, and some days emotional, stress & overusage between both my jobs....and at the end of the day I am still a wife & mother. Someone needs to scrub the toilets & put the laundry away.
So, I either go with it or step away.
I don't plan on going anywhere, so its option A.