I should be at church but I am still not feeling so great, I think we will go tonight, my cousin's little girl Gracie is getting baptized. We woke up about 8 and watched some cartoons and ate breakfast, Isaiah was dressed by 9. I LOVE dressing him in the morning, he has a closet full of clothes and he always looks like a little model. I don't think I have mentioned here before but I am a coupon and clearance kinda girl, I love bargains! I am finally able to use coupons and save 50% or more at the grocery store. I feel like I need to be a good steward with our money, and this helps so much.
I think Isaiah and I are going to go to TJmaxx today, and maybe Kmart. Not really to buy anything, but to get out of the house, it is so cold but we need to do something. I am going to see if the library is open too, he loves it there.
I talked awhile back about not feeling at home anymore at church. Isaiah was dedicated in September '10 at church. I felt like I looked nice, and had a teenage boy who attends there make fun of me to my face. He was talking about my calves and how muscular they are, I was wearing high heels and you couldreally see my muscles. I have since watched other woman, and lots of them have this feature too. I have always struggled with my weight, being thin really only a hand full of times in my life. My step mom put me on a diet at 7 years old, made me drink diet soda and would never allow me seconds. It has affected the way I eat as an adult, and the way now I parent. I make sure if Isaiah says he is hungry he gets what he is asking for (within reason) I think a child should not be on a diet. Okay, so back on the church thing--he made a comment and I was upset. I addressed the comment with several people in the church and it never went anywhere, now when I see him I give him dirty glances, and I hate to feel that way at church for goodness sakes! So, I don't go. I need to get over it I know that, but it brought back that insecure 14 year old girl, and that was a hard time in my young life.
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