More Rambling.

I like to ramble and ramble.

I wake up in the middle of the night stressing about how poorly my children eat. Here's my dilemma: Z is the pickiest eater on the planet with a preferred diet of pancakes, pasta and juice. I offer him something "healthy" for most meals and make him eat at least one bite. I realize this really does nothing for his overall health, but at least I'm trying. C, on the other hand, is more likely to eat curry, salsa, and salad (ok, lettuce dipped in honey mustard) but will ONLY eat an average of six bites per meal. How am I possibly going to have the smartest, most athletic children in school if I can't get them to eat properly?!? It's stressful.

Now that I'm done with chemo my hair is supposed to start growing back - yay! BUT, that means I'll need to start shaving my legs again - boo!

I read a lot of articles about breast cancer last night and I think my life is never going to be the same again. Not that this is a bad thing, just.... and I think I've mentioned this before... losing your youthful innocence is a bummer. And, on that note, I'm a little concerned about the fact that I'm going to take a seemingly highly toxic drug called Tamoxifen for the next five years. FIVE YEARS. Ugh!

I have a hard time purchasing presents then keeping them until I'm supposed to. Yesterday I received a calendar (for 2011) that I created for brother and new wife that I was going to give them for Christmas, but couldn't contain my enthusiasm and had to rush over right away. I think I was more excited about it then they were .... and now I have to figure out something else to give them. I really need to get this problem under control.

We're going to the pumpkin patch this weekend. I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE fall. Z and I have been getting ourselves all ramped up for the next three months of fun. Pumpkin patch, C's birthday party, pumpkin patch, pumpkin patch, Halloween. Thanksgiving. Christmas! There's costumes to be made, pies to be baked, jack-o-lanterns to carve, sweaters to be de-mothed! It's so exciting! (And, I'm happy to say that the apple doesn't fall from the tree in that Z and I share a mutual over-enthusiasm for the these things). Let me not forget to mention beyond Christmas, there's Z's 5th birthday (of which, he's already planned every meticulous detail.) I'm excited I had children because I can be a child again!

Ok - enough rambling. I have a party to plan, which is only two days away. My little love muffin is turning TWO (already?)!