Sometimes you just have to take matters into your own hands. My husband has this problem, his fingers cannot feel a hard mass in muscle tissue therefore he can’t really help me work out my knots in my back. I’m sure there’s a name for this condition of his. Anyway, my back REALLY hurts from… Continue reading Taking Matters Into my Own Hands
I’m not in a big computer mood today, even though I still find myself sitting here. I don’t think I’ll write much. Silas is down for his nappy-poo. He just spent a good 5 minutes rolling around on the floor kicking and screaming for reasons only he and God knows. He’s been really happy otherwise. … Continue reading WD40 Rocks My World
We had the strangest weather yesterday. When I woke up, we were having freezing rain. I watched as that stopped and then a while later it started to rain and then it started to pour and then suddenly everything was white with hail, then it stopped. The sun shone for a while, it got cloudy,… Continue reading I Love Peeing My Pants?
I love my chiropractor! Not in a romantical way of course, just in a “you fixed my body and I love you” way. It’s taken two visits and I’m almost completely fixed of my sciatic and back problems. I still have some hip pain but that’s just my arthritis dealing with my joints being loose… Continue reading Hug a Chiropractor
Silas has been in SUCH a good mood so far today. I don’t know what to do with it. I keep thinking I’m going to jinx it somehow! There wasn’t any fussing or hanging or whining or smashing of faces on the floor. It’s been a lovely morning, perhaps it’s because the sun is actually… Continue reading A Good Mood Day
This morning Silas slept through his usual nursing time, I usually will nurse him whenever he wakes up but today I didn’t. I just brought him some toys, put on Black Eyed Peas for him and went back to bed (I love that about my son). He was fine and hasn’t seemed to miss it… Continue reading Bye Bye Boobies
I’m finding that I’m having trouble with something. I have a hard time feeling like my job (staying at home) is as worthy and of value as Brent’s who’s out there bringing home the bacon. I have guilt that I don’t make any money. I never thought I would ever feel this way and I… Continue reading Finding Worth