I don’t think I have mentioned that I am in a weight loss program, and that includes exercise. As I am losing weight and becoming stronger and more fit, I feel younger all the time. Of course I don’t look any younger, but it’s what’s on the inside that counts, right?
I don’t exactly fit in with the pre-K and kinder parents at our school. Okay, I admit it, I really stick out. As I was waiting for the pre-K class to come out, a lady probably 10 years my senior struck up a conversation with me. I knew she thought I was there to pick up a grandchild. It turns out she was there to pick up a great-grandchild. Oh, my.
So I get to keep reminding myself that, although I could have biologically given birth to these children, I am meant to be their mother. And it actually doesn’t matter what other people think. So my neck is getting a little loose-skinned. I am on-the-go from 5:30 AM to 10:00 PM, and they are getting what they need, so it truly doesn’t matter.
The second day of school, I thought maybe everything in that last paragraph was false. I got back from my 2-mile jaunt of walking the kids to school and nearly fell into the chair. All day everything seemed like such a chore. Finally I realized I had either not eaten enough of my day’s calories or had a little bug because around 1:00 PM, all turned around and I felt great again. Duh. Even mothers old enough to be grandmothers get sick now and then. I’m inclined to think I had a virus as I’ve had a spell or two since then.
So this old mama had better get the little ones up and get our shoes on for the trek to school. Here’s a picture of the Fab Five on the first day of school.
