The world is alive

My recovery from the pregnancy with BeeGee has been much harder than it was with OE. I had been in a fog and mildly depressed since he was born. For a while I assumed that it was due to lack of sleep, but reconsidered once BeeGee had been sleeping through the night for 2 months. Thankfully, my doctor discovered that my thyroid count was way off. Over the last month I have been slowly coming out of the funk and should be back to normal once we find the right amount of meds.

Gardening has become my hobby and therapy. Spring is such an amazing time; the world is coming back to life after the cold dead winter - much like myself. Which each new flower that opens up I feel like I regain one more piece of my self, the person I once was. Each warm breeze reminds me of God's words:
"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?

"And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own." Matthew 6:25-34

pajama party

spring joy

The first fruits of my labor last fall are popping up. This brings me pure joy!

Married mother of 2 seeks grocery shopping in peace

I have been out of the dating world for a long time - it has been about 8 years since J and I have been together, but lately I've been shown a glimpse of the new pick up scene: the grocery store. Since BeeGee was born, I have had three men try to talk to me there*. Of course, I am dressed to impress when I go shopping: Tennis shoes, jeans, sweatshirt, headband, no make up, and list in hand.

It is possible that this is not a new way of meeting that special someone, but perhaps a method used by people 30 and older. After all, my roommate in college (who was often mistaken for being older) had a gentleman offer to buy her groceries for her. I keep hoping for that to happen to me, in which I would gladly accept, but by the time my cart is loaded with diapers and fruit snacks the men just aren't as friendly anymore.

The most recent man used what I believe would be the equivalent to "Do you come here often?" at a bar. I was shopping for fruit and the man asked me, "So, you eat organic too, huh?"

I am not sure why the sudden interest; after all, I don't ask for male attention and I've never received much of it before. I am wondering if it could be the new hair color...Perhaps Elisha has made me too sexy? (She does a fantastic job - everyone should go see her at Splash.)

I am going to leave you with some ridiculous pick up lines that I thought of for use at the grocery store. I would love to hear of any that you come up with too! (keep it clean!)

"That meal says it's for two - what time should I be over?"
"This milk is going to expire soon. Want to help me use it up - on our breakfast cereal?"
"I have a great recipe - for love."

*I must make a disclaimer for all of you outraged at men hitting on a married woman - I cannot wear my wedding ring because of a really bad case of eczema on my ring finger (no other finger, go figure).