Julie's Life With Boys

I am not really very sick anymore. I am kind of freaking out because I have gained 25-30lbs already. I decided I needed to eat healthier (now that I can stomach healthy) and start exercising. I am having to go phenomenally slow and it is driving me crazy. Especially walking next to my friend LaRee (old running partner) while she is running and training for a half marathon. I am trying to walk more than two miles. We are on treadmill if that was a little confusing. We were going to run the half marathon in St. George on Jan. 17th together, but after only a few weeks of training I got too sick to move. I got to the point that I could run 6-7 miles. Maybe next year.

Caleb said to me... "I see someone who is fat. I see a mom that is fat." But After telling him about Jesus walking on water, he said, "mom you can do everything too." But After crawling in next to me in bed he said, "Something stinks. You stink." But This afternoon he randomly said, "mom, I love you." But Last week when I put on my dress for church he held up another skirt and said, "This is more your style." But That was just after he said "Oh! you look so beautiful." Caleb is very verbal and high strung. Everyday seems to end in stress decompression; usually involving a pillow over my head. But by the time he is asleep (1-2 hours of parent manipulation) I want to cry because I love him so much. Here's to taking it one day at a time, the good with the bad. And don't worry, I am also recovering well from my heating vent bonk to the face and the surprisingly sturdy slap in the eye by Taylor. Next time I will just g...