We're ready for CHRISTMAS!!

a delayed posting...

So, Jackson and I had our Mommy/Son day just over a week ago and I am finally getting around to posting for you. We had a good morning -- watched Handy Manny and Mickey's Clubhouse. Then, Jackson took a little nap to prepare for our afternoon. Afterwards, I got him ready in his brand new outfit. I bought it just for his Santa pictures and I never knew how much I would love him in it! He looks so growny.
A friend of mine called earlier in the morning and asked if she and her son could tag along to see Santa too. So, we met at the mall and the boys had their pictures taken. Her son just turned 1 today. So, here is Jackson's picture. I really wish that we could have gotten another one. He looks so doped up. Yes, he had a runny nose but he really just doesn't look his best. I think they got the tail end of smile. But, he didn't cry at all. He kind of just looked at Santa and just wondered who he was. He started to freak a little when I got out of sight but I made sure I was back in his sight quickly and he was fine.After Santa, we had lunch and did some shopping in the mall. Jackson was really tired but he fought the sleep all afternoon. Then I headed home because Wayne was going to be home. We were walking out of the mall and I had Jackson's blanket over his head because it was SO cold that day. He giggle the whole way to the car! That was the best part of the day. Just to hear his laugh. So sweet!


All in all, we really had a good day. I am glad we can have those days. I will cherish them forever!! :)

Freezing Friday

Starting off our Mother/Son day...

Here comes Santa Claus

Tomorrow, I took the day off thinking Wayne was going to be home too and we could have a long weekend off together. However, Wayne has to go to a training class all day so it is just going to be me and Jackson. We are going to have another Mommy/Son day! So, I decided tomorrow would be the day when we go visit Santa Claus. I hope that Jackson doesn't get too scared. I bought him a cute little outfit to wear. I will post the pictures tomorrow when we get home.

I hope everyone is getting into the Christmas spirit as much as I am. I just can't wait! :)

Random...

I don't want to "count my chickens before they hatch" but Jackson seemed to be so much better today. He could actually breathe through his nose. I guess this antibiotic is actually working. Yay! I just hope that this sticks for a little while. He is really in such a better mood. Giggles at everything. That's my Jackson.

So, I think I am going to take Jackson to see Santa this weekend. I really didn't think about doing this until a co-worker asked me if I was. Since this is his first Christmas, I guess it would be good to get a picture with Santa. Lets just hope that he doesn't get scared. I guess it will be a good weekend to spend time with Wayne and do some Christmas celebrating since he will be working next weekend and then the following will be Christmas. Oh my... I can't beleive Christmas is just over 2 weeks away. Where does the time go?

Sick again...

This is beginning to become the story of my life. Jackson is feverish again. Congestion, I don't think, has ever stopped. Doc says its an ear infection. Right ear again. Oh, and whine, whine, whine... His fever got up to 103 last night and was very close to it today. I really hate giving him so much motrin and tylenol but I know I have to, to keep the temps down. Bathed him today in luke warm water and that seemed to help for about 30 minutes. At this point, I think he is just plain tired and is fighting it. Will not just lay down and sleep. Maybe I will try just one more time.

Good night!

Blah!

Kinda having one of those down days. I wish that I could get out of it. Nothing really bad happened, just emotions are a little low today. Do I think it is because of how horrible I feel about myself? Yep. Do I want to do something about it? Yep. Can I start doing something about it? Yes. Am I strong enough to keep on going? Hmm...

Sometimes I feel like I am in a vicious cycle. I eat because of stress/low emotions. I eat like the food is never going to be there again. In turn... I feel horrible. So, I stress more... and then eat even more... Food is my drug. A very harmful drug.

I've done it before -- started on the right track and kept a very strong will. About 8 months later, I looked and felt awesome. I set a goal and was 2-4 pounds away and I started eating again. Not sure what, at that point, made me start eating again, but I just kept telling myself "just a little more won't hurt". Oh, boy, was I wrong.

Not sure if getting this out has really helped. But thanks for listening... oh, um... reading.