Monday, February 17, 2020
Went to a park here called Micke Grove today with my baby. He is rescue and it is amazing watching all his firsts. His first time seeing and chasing a squirrel. So much green he did not know what to do. I realized its those little things that matter. In 6 weeks .4 ounces left me. I still lost. Little steps. Enjoying my time and seeing everything around me is what matters. I have made a commitment to myself to hit my walking goal. My husband likes to laugh as I "pace" around our living room (at least that's what he calls it). I meet my goal. Little steps and enjoy life. Worrying about how my arms look in a shirt that I like is taking away from the enjoyment that I liked that shirt. That is what matters. I have a lot more firsts for him. I cannot wait for him to see the beach! Hope everyone enjoys their wonderful day!