I try to workout everyday, but even seven months after having a baby, I’m still lacking motivation to get fit. Mama’s about to have a rude awakening on race day next month.
I try to get myself to bed at a reasonable hour, but after the boy goes down, I have this insatiable need to do grown up things. Like watch reality TV and drink wine.
I try not to get frustrated when I’m tired the next day due to the above-mentioned activities.
I try not to drink excessive amounts of caffeine everyday because of my sleep deprivation. And by excessive I mean 2+ cups. & an afternoon Starbucks. Mostly, I fail.
I try and ignore the fact that we’ve been in our house for two months and still don’t have living or bedroom furniture. Hey, that old lumpy college couch does the trick for now, right?
I try and remind myself daily that I need to have my pictures uploaded somewhere safe or printed. Neither of which I ever find myself doing. I’ll use this as yet another reminder.
I try to eat healthy more often than not, but there are days when pretzel sticks and a jar of Biscoff just can’t be passed up.
I try to walk quickly past the box of donuts sitting on our kitchen counter. But sometimes I stop.
I try and laugh about how much better Emery eats than the hubs and I. Hey, I guess we both need personal chefs too!
I try to have a positive outlook on life, but sometimes there’s just too much bad stuff in this world that likes to cloud my skies.
I try to remind myself not to get so down about this miserable winter we’ve had. Remember: sunshine state next month!!
I try and remember to get my tail light fixed (at the dealership literally 5 minutes away), but instead I just avoid driving in front of cops.
I try my best to touch base with friends who I haven’t spoken with in awhile. But I seem to make it harder than it really should be. So if I haven’t talked to you lately, leave me a love note below and I’ll call you soon? Pretty please? 🙂
I try to stay up to date on my nurse practitioner skills now that I’m a SAHM. That’s why I’m attending a 2-day conference this weekend. Let’s talk about medicine people!
I try not to worry about leaving Emery with the hubs for two days straight later this week. But that’s because I know they’ll be just fine without me. Tear.
I try to remember what it was like before Emery was a part of our lives, but I truly and honestly can’t do it. He’s been the best thing to happen to me. To us.
As you can see, I try a lot.
And thought I fall short sometimes,,
Life is good.
Thanks to Macy Gray for today’s inspiration 😉