Can I have some?
welcome to my blog.
a place to post. a place to eat oreos. a place to vent. a place to heal.
i started this blog so i could use a different outlet besides munching on fattening oreos. as if that has done any good... *mind wanders to oreo package in the house...*
then i realized that oreos can be semi symbolic. if you are are that crazy about oreos that is. which... i am.
eating oreos is therapeutic for me. when i am struggling or when i need a pick me up. they have chocolate. and sugar. both of which help lift my mood. not to mention that i eat them soaked with milk, which is my miracle drink.
i post my posts to not only get stuff out. there may be people who read my blog who have been in the same kind of situations as i have. i hope reading them and knowing that others have gone through things like i have, will be to you what eating oreos does to me.
and yes. i didn't capitalize anything in here. i just felt like it. deal with it.
munch up.
I love yous
The other day (I've been so busy with new baby things) I said good night to Bug. I gave him a kiss, started his bedtime music, and walked out the door with an "I love you" echoing out of my mouth. As I am about to close the door, what do I hear?
"I oe u". Now that might not mean a whole lot, and I might have been imagining it sounding like "I love you", but that is what I got from it. I was elated. For the first time, I hear those words come out of my toddlers mouth and it made all the depressing days since Little Angel was born (my mom calls it After Baby Blues - it is like how you feel right after Christmas) go away. If only for a little bit (until Little Angel is crying for another feeding).
All I can say is don't put off letting someone know how you feel. People can't read minds. I love you all!
1 comment:
those are the best words. Some kids say it a lot. Some say it a little (that would be Zach -- as in, I could count on one hand). Those moments make it all worth it, though.
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