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Prince T turned 3
My littlest turned three just a little while ago, and I am at a loss for words to describe how I feel about this. I can't believe my last baby is three, and he's becoming a threenager for sure. But he's still super sweet at times but is definitely figuring out where he fits in this world.
Prince T and spend the day together, just the two of us. After getting his brother off to school Prince T and I went for a play date then we hit up the library to get some books. Prince T is in the challenge to read 1000 books by the time he's five, so we have some reading to do ahead. He loves to read and insists on reading the book we just read to us after each reading.
Sometimes Prince T will even indulge me in a selfie, sometimes he's even willing to smile!
After a lunch at Macdonald's (his choice) we headed to pick up his big brother from school. Then we headed to the park to play for a little while.
His big brother loves Prince T, and 50% of the time Prince T returns that love, but his brother is full of love and sometimes it's just too much and the boys are scrapping. I only had one brother but it seems like it is probably pretty normal behaviour!
At three Prince T is able to zip around on his strider, he can even peddle his trike, he's walking, running, galloping and skipping. He is very determined to get his way and it isn't unusual to have a melt down when we say no popsicles for supper. He loves to read, he won't say water, instead he says l'eau. He loves Paw Patrol and super heroes. He would much rather be outside all day then inside.
Prince T is happy, he's healthy and he brings limitless joy to his family! May his personality continue to grow and be nurtured so he becomes the boy he's supposed to be!
So as you can guess from the title of this post it's not all rainbows and unicorns with roses blooming in the spring. But it's not all bad, and I'm not yet hibernating in my bed because the thought of facing the world is horrendously overwhelming, panic attacks aren't happening, and I can still find laughter and good times with my friends. I'm not in the bottom of the pit of depression, but I am definitely dancing along that pits edges and some days I slip down a ledge and others I pull myself up.
and this is what my depression looks like.
To an outsider looking in, it actually doesn't look that bad, I blame social media for that. I feel compelled to post positive things because I do not want people constantly coming up to me wanting to help, I appreciate that they want to help, but I have reached out and gotten support from those I feel I need it from at this point in time.
I am in counselling right now, and I am working through things with her. …
I loaded the boys into my white Dodge Caravan, buckling Teddy into his seat and telling Leigham to buckle up in his booster seat. It's a fight most days, because Leigham goes in the door that Teddy's seat is beside and Teddy gets upset but today they know they are going to see the Chiropractor, so today they are happy to comply. Usually, the chiropractor is just a mommy thing so for them it's a treat.
Driving through Red Deer is quick, the Chiropractor is downtown by the Safeway and takes about ten minutes. Traffic is light this July morning since it's one, summer and two, after nine. We arrive at the Chiropractor and I take the boys in, holding Teddy's little hand tightly and we walk and he stumbles over the air.
"Come on Teddy, get up," I chide as he stumbles again, his walking has always been this way, it's like he doesn't know how to lift his toes over the cracks. One day I fear I am going to wrench his arm out of his socket when he fal…
I have this great new planner that I bought at Michaels, I had one last year and started using it then but now it's taken over my organizing life. It's great and I love it! It's helped me plan out my financial habits, my gym habits and all the activities in my life. So this is where I was at the end of last year. There wasn't as much movement as I had wanted I definitely didn't stick to my healthy eating as much as I could have, but there were no serious back slides and I did have some movement.
In December I changed my weight loss goal, I have a big goal, but each month I didn't make that goal, it became discouraging even though I had made it a portion of the way there. So right before Christmas I wanted to lose 6-7 pounds I gave myself 4 weeks to do that and I did it. Even through Christmas I have kept that weight off, so my jeans still love me.
I reset my goals in January deciding I'd like to lose 2 pounds per week for a grand total of 8 pounds in J…