So this is my first blog. Here goes.
As a first-time, stay-at-home mom, I cherish the moments I have with my baby and dog. I love them both dearly. They are the apples of my eye. I feel awful though for nor being able to spend more time and energy with my first baby...the four-legged one. He's such a good boy. I've had him since he was 10 weeks old and now he's a scruffy 3 year, 5-month old kisser. I only wish I could get a playmate for him. He would be so much happier. I also wish he could have a nice and roomy backyard to run around in. In due time. It's hard when hubby is now the only bread winner. I know it's hard on him too since I have a hard time curving my shopping habit. But, hey, I'm a girl and girls loooove to shop!
My 7.5 month old is simply a ball of joy to be with. Oh, but he has his moments. He's taught me to be less selfish and to think ahead. He's definitely great at keeping me in shape. I lost all the baby weight I gained (40+ lbs) and then some. I'm skinnier than I was before I got pregnant. Woo hoo! His eyes are what constantly reminds me to see things from his perspective. He grounds me. He humbles me. I love watching him play and explore his new world. I just want to keep him safe and happy for the rest of his life.
Hubby is THE greatest hubby ever!!! I don't know how he manages to deal with me but he does. It's like Taming of the Shrew. I was a lost, wild, untamable girl before I met him. He also grounds me. He humbles me. His heart is so pure of generosity, love, caring, hope, unselfish, etc.. I could go on about how wonderful of a man he is but I won't. I married him because I truly love him for who, how and what he is. Who is he? He's someone who I can see myself spending the rest of my life with. His natural talent in everything he does always and simply amazes me. How is he? No matter what goes on around him, he continues sure-footedly until he reaches his goal. To me, this means he's cautious and secure mentally and emotionally. He's like the Tortoise. He's my cute, sure-footed and happy-go-lucky Tortoise. I love him dearly. What is he? Simple. He's the love of my life. Everything he's gone through and done to get to where he is now defines the man that he is. Completely contrary to his father. I love him.
I am grateful for every little thing I have before me. Of course, being human, I crave for more than I can have...materialistically. I have a wonderful husband whom I absolutely adore. I have a very faithful dog that I cannot live without. And, I have my adorable baby boy that is the culmination of the love between hubby and I. I'm happy when each and every member in my home is happy. I live in a great beach side community. My condo is modern but ours. What more can I ask for? My life is great. These are things people living in dysfunctionality need and want. And knowing this is what reminds me to be grateful everyday. I only am "hungry" for materialistic things. Really expensive things...Balenciaga, Louis Vuitton, Gucci, Chanel, Pedro Garcia, Louboutins... Bad girl! That's the only vice hubby has to constantly remind me of. And, of course, my inner voice listens to him...for a little while. Then she starts talking to me again. It's like the horns retract then emerge intermittently. I gotta get my fix once in a while. Being a stay-at-home mom gets boring. Even though I've got alot of things to do. To the point where the day passes by quickly and my first meal of the day is at 5:00pm.
All in all, I love my life, my awesome hubby, beautiful baby and faithful dog. I am complete.
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