admitting defeat

I have been thinking about this post for awhile.

Everytime I think about posting it, my pride gets in the way and I decide I am not ready to admit defeat. I walk a fine line between being completely stressed and loving my hectic schedule. Which, for the most part, is self inflicted. Yes I have to work, yes I have to take care of a VERY active 20 month old, but aside from that most everything else is because I choose to. I choose to blog, I choose to train for various races, I choose to be on the go, etc. I feel like if I am not doing something every moment of everyday I am not being productive. Is that crazy? But somewhere in between all this running around I get this sense of panic. What if I don't remember this time in my life because I was so consumed with it?

I can't let this happen.

So here's to focusing on things that really matter.

To pick a few things that are important {to me and my family} and let the rest of the stuff go.

my boy is growing up. maybe this is why i am starting to panic.


he is such a little man. i love him.

p.s. its been a week without the binky. good boy.

an easter story

Without many words. His first look at the loot that the Easter Bunny left him.

So SURPRISED!

What is this? Looks ok, I think I will keep it.

Oh no way! Toy Story 2?

menenems....does it get any better than this?

I guess it does....

Kit Kat at not even eight o'clock in the morning? Some say unhealthy. We call it breakfast.

Nothing finer than a tired mom {can't ya tell?} and a toddler on a sugar high.

Once the sugar high wore off we were able to sit down for an enjoyable Spring General Conference. I guess I am getting older {whether I like it or not} and I have found myself enjoying the last few a lot more than I ever have. It was very uplifting and {as usual} a good reminder of the things we should be doing. Not to mention topics, stories, and words that are just what I needed to hear. Isn't it great how that happens? Incredible.