Sick With Worry
Monday, September 16, 2013
My 19 year old baby just told me she's engaged. The wedding is in 5 months. I fear I didn't handle it very well. The first conversation went better than the second, mostly because I was still reeling. Why, why, why? Obviously, I want the best for my kids. I never want to say "I told you so." Is it so unreasonable for me to want her to see my point of view? I don't want her to become another statistic.
All the aforementioned questions are rhetorical, of course. I comfort myself in knowing that a lot can happen in 5 months. I just wish it was going to be a little longer.
On the fitness front, I streaked through Day 2 with 20 pushups, 20 squats, 20 situps, and a 5 mile walking dvd. Yay me.
I had an egg white veggie omelette and hashbrowns at Denny's for breakfast and a romaine salad with grilled chicken for dinner, with a 1/4 cup peppita seeds and a sharp cheddar stick for snacks. Tomorrow, I'll make sure I spread the calories out throughout the day and work in more veggies.
Sleep well, my Spark friends. Tomorrow is a new day!