In my professional life, and my personal life, I am an average person. Or so I believe. I have my wants, my likes. My dislikes, my opinions. I think I am as opinionated or as selfish as the next person. I am just more open and honest about it. But then I am just as honest about my good points :).
I love books. And television. And can get quite engrossed in both. To the extent of forgetting the real world around me. So I try to avoid both when I'm taking care of my son. I also get caught up in the emotion of the story I am seeing or reading. So I may get excited, angry, ecstatic, romantic, scared or jumpy, depending on what I saw or read.
I'm a home person, which is my way of saying what my husband calls lazy. Which basically means if I have a choice between going out and staying in, chances are I'll stay in:).
I am now flabbier than I've ever been before, since my delivery. I was wonderfully fit during the pregnancy; five months at home and loads to eat have made me 9 kilos fatter than when I started with my pregnancy. And that's a lot I want to get rid off. I need time. With my son, away from my son and family and work, for myself, for gym. And for sleep. If I cud somehow reduce my love for sleep, I cud hit the gym in the mornings. Hmmmm.
So this is a start. These are things I know about myself. Most of these I accept. Some of these have caused me problems, as they've affected somebody else's life. And I hope that this blogging will help me analyze what is good about me, what is acceptable, and what needs to change.
But for tonight, I sleep with a question in my heart, but ok with myself for now.
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