Last week, I went to Wal-Mart to exchange some workout shorts I had gotten in a wrong size (sigh…postpartum weight problems). I considered myself lucky because there was only one person in line at Customer Service. However, looking over at the actual registers, there was a long line wrapping around all the registers for the self-checkouts and the “20 items or less” lines. I was glad I didn’t have to deal with that.
As the man in front of me was being helped, an older white woman who had a slight European accent came up and asked the young employee to talk to whoever was in charge of the store. Immediately, I rolled my eyes inside my head–probably an irritated senior citizen going to complain about a product and wanted to talk to the higher-ups.(First way I was being judgemental)
While she waited, she turned to me and said, “Tell me, what do you think happened to our rights? Am I not to be treated well? I’m a citizen here and what happened to the rights of the citizen?”
Birthday month, Valentine’s Day, lots of rain, lots of doctor visits, too much take out and Pepsi and peanut M&Ms. That’s what February looked like. Plus, a few of my friends gave birth this month, so it was really exciting to see brand new baby pictures again. Evelyn is 2 months, but she doesn’t look like a newborn anymore! I can’t believe it! And, I missed St. David’s Day! It was the first time in almost 7 years that I didn’t celebrate it. That just means I’ll have to make some leek and potato soup and the Cornish pasties later this month to make up for it.
It’s been quite some time since I’ve done a currently post. Basically, I haven’t done a post or update like this since December!! Really, the past two months have been a whirlwind of emotions, transitions, trials, sleepless nights, smiles, tears, and much more. So, I thought I might do one. Besides, they are very fun to write.
Celebrations don’t have to be big. They don’t have to be for big accomplishments or event. They don’t have to be big parties. Celebrations can be for things you love. Having become a wife and a mom has taught me a lot about celebrating the little things. It’s taught me to focus on the little things in life. Life has become a lot more fun by celebrating the small moments.
“A dream is a wish your heart makes.” We all know the lyrics to the Cinderella song. To me, dreams and wishes are the same thing. I’m not talking about dreams we have when we are sleep. I’m talking about day dreams, dreams of what our lives will be like in the future. Dreams and wishes are nice things to think about. And, I agree with Britt of My Little Sunshines that dreams don’t have to be big or radical. These are some dreams and wishes I have: