There are a few changes I've made in my life recently which have WiLDLY added to my happiness. Some are simple, some are big, all are significant. I'm going to tell you about them.
First up. I accidentally started doing something that has changed my life. --I don't wash my face before bed-- Are your ears turned up? Did you hear that? I used to suffer from severe going to bed routine denial and hatred. It just took way too long! Due to my first trimester insanity, I just couldn't muster the energy to take out my contacts, brush my teeth, wash my face, put on moisturizer, eye cream, say my prayers, put Vaseline in my nose (ummm...ya, it's really dry here. I've done this since I was 14. No more bloody noses for me. And don't ever ask to borrow my tub of Vaseline when you come over), get in my jammies, take off my bra, blah, blah, blahlistgoeson.
So I just stopped. Yes, I take out my contacts and brush my teeth, and then I'm done. I even keep my mascara on. AND I LOVE IT. It's changed my life. Being too dramatic about this? Not really. Vic doesn't have to wait 4 years for me to get into bed anymore. And the most surprising thing is that my skin has not suffered one bit. In fact, it feels and looks even better. My sister always tells me the best thing to do for our bad Bice skin is to be gentle and consistent. So I consistently don't wash it at night. What could be more gentle than that? Hmmm....?
Number two, Covergirl & Olay makeup. What's it called? I don't know. You know, with the white swirlys in it? The point is that I love it. My friend, Rachael, turned me onto it and its a dream. I put on a very small amount (sometimes only in certain areas, almost like a concealer) and use a light amount of my BareMinerals on top. Amazeballs. I've avoided liquidy type foundation for years, but this stuff is a dream. My skin felt a little dry with BareMinerals alone.
Simply Ageless--That's it!
Simply Ageless--That's it!
Up next, Peter's crib tent. OH, ya. (said like "Vector" from Despicable Me--a must see).
Fourthly, (wow, that really is a word. And why wouldn't it be? I don't know, you just don't hear it often), Vic gave me a mudroom for Christmas. Building permit, contracted it out, the works. It's already half-way done. (Luckily we had the perfect space in our garage for such a project). No more bags, shoes, coats, or crap in the entry way of my kitchen. Happiness! And bonusly (not a word), our coat closet will be turned into a pantry.
Numero cinco--People, it has been WELL INTO THE 50's in Park City for over a week. I'm not talking about someones age or an era of time involving poodle skirts. I'm talking scientifical farenheit warm stuff. We have no snow! The sun has been shining everyday and the skies are blue. Stop the insanity! It makes me wonder about the ski resorts and the economy (Sundance Film Festival starts in a week or so)...but I'm thrilled beyond thrillage.
Number six (times seven!)--Peter started pre-school today. Peter started gymnastics yesterday. This mommy has a calendar on her fridge and has a schedule. Who am I?? I love it. It has been so much better for me than my usual fly by the seat of my pants modus operandi.
NYC "Showtime" mascara from the Wal-Mart for $3. A few people on the blog and in real life have asked me about my eyelashes. That's one thing I've been blessed with--they are long and real and curly (but not dark). I love this mascara. Works like a charm.
And lastly--the 2nd trimester. Thank you, sweet mercy from heaven above. Oh, and my adjustment to the Zoloft. Oh, and I'm getting more sleep. Oh, and the 12-14 yr. old girls I teach at church. Oh, and our regular babysitter, Kara, who is a dreamboat.
I'm so thankful for this respite! Trying to live in the moment and aware of the present moment. Not dwell on the past, not live in the future. Brighten someone's day each day, because what else is there, really?
Oh, and I'm happy I just finished my 30 Days of Thanks.
Playing at the park with Mommy in the amazing January weather! (Look at me, I'm getting old. I'd like an eye lift, straighter teeth, and a nose job. I would).
First day of gymnastics! (He was nuts).
First school lunch that mommy has ever packed. I felt like a real mom! It was crazy. I loved it. And it made me ache for Lucy.
First day of pre-school! (He'll be going one day a week).
Must remember when the hard times hit again that "This too shall pass."
AND I FORGOT TO MENTION THE BEST THING OF ALL! I celebrated Peter's first day of pre-school by going on a 3 mile run with my old running partner, Becca, who is in town from Pittsburgh. It was wonderful!! I love running. I really, really do. I'll post pregnancy pics soon. I'm almost halfway.