Valentine's Day

Well this year I have two Valentines! My hubby and my boy Jake. I remember growing up my mom would always give us valentine's treats on our bed, so when we woke up or got back from school there they were. Candy hearts and Reese's hearts. Well I am sure it varied form year to year but I can't forget the Reese's heart! Holy cow do I love Reeses :) I can't wait to start that tradition with my kids. Holidays are so much more fun with them around. I remember growing up and wishing even praying every night that I would have some random good looking guy drop off flowers at my door or confess his love to me on Valentine's Day. Hahaha Once Mark came around I got my lovey-dovey Valentine's Day things. Even this morning at 4:30am when I was feeding Jake, I saw a dozen roses and a HUGE I love you card. So sweet! Mark treats me really good. Ya know I must just be spoiled but I truely feel loved and special every day of the year. But Valentine's Day now takes on a WHOLE NEW meaning...a date! A real live date! Don't know when I had one of those last. 8 months ago I think... Hahaha Our last date was at The Melting Pot and I think that is where we would like to go again. And this year I have a little boy whom I love more than life laying in his crib right now sleeping. Lots more love this year to go around. Happy Valentine's Day!

Life...

I can't believe it has been so long since I have written anything. With Jake getting older, I am finding less and less time for myself. He is active, moving, wants my attention, play time and I happily give it to him. So I finally started my own pilates class! Man, they are going great! People are responding well to it and are enjoying getting their booties kicked :) Sheesh, I need to kick my own booty a little more. I swore I would never look like a mom, never allow one extra pregnancy pound stay on, but guess what? I wasn't a mom. Sweats are mom clothes, why? They are comfy, and when you get baby food all over them, who the heck cares? Extra pounds? Man, if I wasn't so tired and exhausted all the time you would think they would fly off me. I do what I can while Jake sleeps. I wish vacuuming and cleaning counted for some serious cardio, but it doesn't. I don't have time for me anymore. I know I need to make time, but it's hard to when my days are so full. What would I even do? I leave Jake behind and I miss him so much I hurry up everything I have to do just to get back to him. And me time these days are errands...joy. But would I trade what I am doing for anything else? Nop. But do I still need confirmation as a mom, wife, woman? Yeah, most definitely. I find that even though I am doing so much, I am not getting confirmation for being a good mom, wife and woman. I know I am doing a good job but I don't hear it enough. Don't get me wrong my husband always encourages me, tells me he loves me and that I am a great mom, but then who am I wanting the confirmation from? Other moms? People in general? And I wonder if every mom is just waiting for someone to walk up to them an tell them that they are great moms and are making good decisions for their kids and look great. Cause I have been watching moms at the stores, they all look worn out, at their wits end, enjoying their children but having to keep close tabs on them and I bet all that mom wants to hear is what I want to hear..."You are doing a great job and you look beautiful" cause I know I do.