Can you believe there are only 2 weeks left?

Well, I cannot believe it. Or maybe I just do not want to believe it, but here it is. I have been working my tail off with my trainer, who I love, but she has taken a day job now, so I am switching.
I am now going to start training with the owner, Haley. I have no doubt that she is great at what she does, but the fear of the unknown gets me every time. I have made a lot of progress, one of my goals was to be able to see my collar bones, and now I can. It is a small victory, but a victory none the less. None of my clothes fit......YAY! It is a good day when your sweats are too big. But now, I face the problem of buy new stuff or wait until I get all the way down to my "perfect" size. I guess it is a good problem to have. We are gonna have one of those weeks, you know the one. One or more of the kids is sick, there is nothing for dinner, and the laundry keeps adding up. We have already got the kid being sick, Emma has come down with the seasonal allergy stuff for like the third time in the past month, and the laundry is never finished around here. Tonight she got sick and now there is more laundry. Never ending cycle. It is funny, when I wanted to be a stay at home mom, I never thought about the sick times. And here we are again with Emma and her sickness. I am starting to think that we may need to head back up to the allergy doctor for a reevaluation of her diagnosis. More of that later.

I signed Abbi Grace up for preschool on Friday. I am a little sad, but I know she wants to go. I have been telling her that she will be going to Em's old school, but she does not believe me. She just laughs and says "momma this is Emma's school, not Abbi's" We will see what that will be like next year. I am nervous for her, I keep thinking of her as being this tiny little girl, and not my big 3 year old girl. I never knew it would be so hard to let my "baby" grow up. I did not intend to over baby her, it just sort of happened I guess. I have gotten better lately, but deep down, I miss her being a baby. I miss it with both of them. That new baby smell, the way they stretch, the sweet kisses, the noises they make when they sleep, all of it. I however do NOT, I repeat, do NOT want to have another baby. I just cannot commit to having 3 kids. And quoting Melanie "if you have 3, you really need to go ahead and have 4 kids. Keeps it all fair." So to that I say nope. We are good with the 2.


I never knew that my nervous rambling would be evident in a blog format, so for all of you reading this, I am sorry for the jumping all over the place. But if you know me, then you should have expected me to be nervous and rambly.