It's very true that nothing changes until suddenly it's all different. You don't notice the changing color of the leaves until they're all bright yellow and orange and red, or the growth of your town until it's suddenly a city, or even your own maturing until you find a grey hair or wrinkle.
This morning Logan, Ria and I went for a walk to the park, and I noticed for the first time this year how chilly it really is getting out there. I've been looking for a winter jacket for him, and I'll be making some mittens and a hat this afternoon. In the meantime, I feel like the worst parent ever, for not bundling him until he sweats! I'm pretty sure that a few people looked at me sideways as we passed, even though I did my best to make sure Logan was covered and warm enough; undershirt, sweater, hoodie, socks, shoes, mittens and zipped up in a stroller blanket. There's no point in worrying about it, though. We do what we can, and if it's not good enough for someone else, that's too bad!
Last week we had a bad 12 hour flu sweep through our house. Even Ria wasn't feeling well. Besides that temporary sickness, though, we've all been feeling very well. Particularly me. I'm not sure if it's the meds alone that are helping, or the change of location and situation, or even the light at the end of our financial tunnel coming up, but I have been in good spirits for the past couple of weeks. My energy is coming back, and I have more motivation every day to get a few things done. I do know that the medication is helping, though, because while we were sick, I missed a couple of doses, and had a really bad day. So I have to give credit where it's due, and say thank you to my Cipralex for keeping me out of the dark. There's still a long road ahead; I certainly don't feel like I would be comfortable coming off the medication any time soon.
Since signing up at Good Life for Women, I've only managed to get a few workouts in, and a handful of volunteer hours. Mostly because Logan has been adjusting to being with new people. I've had to go to him and spend time calming him in the childcare area at the gym, so my time gets cut short. On Friday, though, he did very well! He even had a short nap! I'm looking forward to Monday, and I'm committing myself to three days a week for working out and volunteering. My workout felt a little too short on Friday, so I may even stretch it out a little, if I can. Now that Logan is comfortable in childcare, I can concentrate more on myself there, and get myself in shape!
Another slow change around here is the house itself. We're still unpacking. There's no pictures hung yet. Boxes are piled up in the kitchen where a table should be. This week I am determined to get it all finished, in one day if we have to. I don't want to go into the Christmas season with boxes still unpacked and my walls bare. I would like to give my attention to the gifts I need to make!
And then there's Logan. He is growing so fast... A week ago, he was using only a few sounds, one at a time. Now, he's babbling regularly, using many, many sounds! It sounds like he's trying to say banana, but it comes out "ba-bab-ah". He tends to leap into new tricks, so we're expecting a first word out of the blue by the end of the year.
There are so many little changes, all around us, every day... It's hard not to miss them, and even harder not to regret what we miss. We just need to pay more attention, I guess, and enjoy the moments as they come, as best we can.
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