I wanna talk about me, I wanna talk about I...

I think that Tiffany is the only one that has a chance of understanding the title...it's from a song...

Moving on...

Lately, I've been thinking about me. I've been doing for me. I've been doing things that make me happy. these past few months, I've forgotten about myself. I fell off the workout/weight loss bandwagon. I realized that I am the only one that can get me back on.

This is my life. These are my choices. This is about me. My life is going to be what I make of it. Yes, it helps when others support you. But something finally clicked in my head and I realized that if I don't do for myself, no one else will.

The other day I went to my daughter's (7th) birthday party. I walked around with the baby an took her in the pool. After about 1/2 an hr with her, I finally gave her to my husband. He rolled his eyes and made a face, but I had spent some quality time with her. I went off for a swim with my other daughters. It was nice. Mackenzie is my world, but so are Hanna and Hailey. Mackenzie may need me more than they do, but they need me too. Mackenzie was fussing while Hailey was opening her presents and Clint grumpily tended to her. I'm sure he wasn't thrilled about that. But I wanted to watch the joy in Hailey's eyes as she opened her gifts. Tonight, Clint fed and put the baby down and I spent some time outside with Hanna and Hailey. It was so nice. Off topic here, we were talking about boobies. Von and Aaron (two guy friends were out there). I told Hailey that she didn't need to talk about boobies any more and she looks down her shirt and says "I'm so sexy, I can look at myself naked." Then later she was talking about sexy and I told her she didn't need to say that word. She said "Fine, I'll say hot." This is what comes out of the mouth of a 7 year old.

Anyway, it's nice to spend time with them. It's nice to NOT worry about Clint getting mad because he has to deal with the baby. It's nice to do for myself.

That's it. Girls just had a bath. I'm going to put up my dishes and the rest of the groceries and pack my lunch for tomorrow. As Kelly O. says, if you fail to plan, you plan to fail!