Today has been one of those days. I woke up with an aching back. I couldn't round my back at all, I felt 85 years old and wanted to jump back into the covers, ever so gently of course being that I was in major pain but I had kids to get off to school and a class to teach.
I love my classes at home, Utah, my people. They know my music, style, moves, cuing...all these things make for a fun, energetic, party of a workout...BUT...being that I travel a lot and miss more than the average instructor I feel I can't miss a class when I am "in town" even when I have the aching back described above. Of course I know they would be understanding of the situation BUT I appreciate that they come and show up day in day out and truth is I want to see them and feed of their energy as well. A win win.
So...I was going to teach regardless. I did some stretching which helped and put on a smile which helped even more. But there was still B's hair to do which is a nightmare on any given day, even when I'm in the highest of spirits. After her "hiding" a few times which although she's adorable, this game of "mom, come find me" can be tiring as I'm in a hurry to get to a room full of people, I finally got started on the process. It goes as follows:
1. spray hair with water and leave in conditioner/detangler
2. brush ever so gently with the greatest thing since the apple computer "The Wet Brush"
3. B starts whining that I'm brushing too fast
4. I show her how gentle I am brushing and explain that I'm doing my best
5. B escalates her whine into a cry (yes every morning)
6. I brush faster to get the misery over with
7. I style her hair
8. pick a bow or flower
9. hear more whining as I put said bow or flower in her hair
10. finish the hair and kiss her face even though I want to spank her-and some days I apologize b/c I let myself get mad and I don't want to fight with her and some days I even have spanked her. She gets crazy when I'm "making her hair" and there's only so many mornings I have the patience of a giant to deal with it.
so....luckily class was a great stress reliever as it always is.
I have decided something about B. She is hard. She is strong willed. She is defiant. She has caused me more tears in motherhood than I thought possible BUT she's is amazingly sweet and kind and FUN and I have come to the conclusion that she and I were best friends before this life and we she will grow up to be my best friends once again. We are a lot alike, I guess. ;)
We are in the process of possibly buying a different house. The going back and forth and negotiating and appraisals and all the jazz included in the process is exhausting. To add to that I have paper work from my previous training, emails to send out for my upcoming trainings, papers to print off for my next training and a whole slew of other things I need to do to be ready to fly out again come Friday evening. In addition to that I ran into some unexpected scheduling problems with work. I could almost feel a migraine boiling with all these issues along with homework, carpool, chores...Like I said, it was just one of those days.
Here's the good part. There are so many good things to be grateful for in my life. I am very blessed. Instead of letting these problems get me down I decided to have some one on one time with Brian when our kids were at a primary party and just focus on other things. Us. :D He is my stress reliever. Just being snuggled up next to each other in the booth (yes we sit side by side at restaurants) was so nice. He makes me laugh. I got the giggles on the ride home and we laughed so hard. It felt so good.
I am now heading to Walmart. Typical late night Walmart run for me. I listen to music, walking the isles looking at ingredients for meals I won't make b/c I don't cook. It's just not my time to be a chef-one day it'll happen, one day. I have a baby shower at my house for one of my best friends since 7th grade tomorrow and I have got to try and fix something yummy for it, and fast, my night is quickly creeping away from me...
Until next time...