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staying sane

I use the words "staying sane" loosely because really I feel like this whole new not very sane person. There are days I can't even put words in the correct order. Seriously I have my moments. But I feel like since my little boy was born (almost 4 months ago... WHAT) I have done a somewhat decent job of keeping my head a float.

*disclaimer: I don't think I could have made it without literally pulling all of my hair out without my Husband! He's more wonderful than I could have ever imagined! Without him I do not want to know where I would be.

Anyhow, before I had Tucker I was a latte addict, I had perfected how to make the perfect espresso in my mocha pot. I mean I had it down to a science. I knew exactly how to froth my milk and to what temperature. I had so much free time on my hands that it was ridiculous. And yes, that's how I spent some of it. lol But getting back to making lattes at home is how I stay sane. I gently pull in clips of my old life into my new one. The second thing I like to do to stay sane is go get a pedicure. I went more often right after having Tucker when I didn't work and had my weekends free. Josh would watch Tucker for a couple of hours and I would go grab a coffee and sit in that wonderful oversized chair and relax. Those days are few and far between, I don't have a lot of help. I have a wonderful mother-in-law that does what she can but she stays busy helping my sister-in-law with her kiddos too so on top of the day of the one day of the week she watches Tucker all day, I try not to ask her of too much more. But on occasion she does help and that pretty much makes my day. The third thing I've learned that helps keep me sane is learning to live outside of my comfort zone. This has been the hardest adjustment. Before Tucker Josh and I were basically two married old people. We were used to our routine, we only did what made us comfortable, and yes we were stuck in our ways. I'm still adjusting to this because frankly it is HARD. We're going out of town with Tucker this weekend and I'm terrified, I don't want to go. Since we're going with another couple, we're obligated, which is good because who knows it might turn out alright.

Wish me luck on my weekend trip :)
-B

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