I will admit that sometimes when I'm blogging that I will google words to make sure I'm using them in the context that I think is correct. I wanted to title this post the way that I've felt, and I came across "burnt out" and "burned out," which are variants of each other if anyone cares to know. Anyway, I had to laugh at the examples that they listed and found they were PERFECT.
1.burnt-out - exhausted as a result of longtime stress; "she was burned-out before she was 30"
tired - depleted of strength or energy; "tired mothers with crying babies"; "too tired to eat"
None of that has really anything to do with the following pictures, but I have been "burnt out." (I'm torn with which one to use.) Last week, Travis left Wednesday morning to work in Birmingham and didn't come home until Sunday at 12:30 am. On top of that, I hosted a baby shower for Meagan at my house on Saturday. Kindness overflows from my huge heart. :) I think that it turned out nice for her, but I just have to say: I am tired in every way. So if we normally talk and we haven't lately, it's nothing personal, I've just been on empty. We went from Christmas to Sage's birthday to Travis' birthday to Valentines' Day to two baby showers back to back. Then there's all that life in between. You know, speeding tickets and such. Hormones flying. Kids crying. Homework. Dance classes. Sugar overdoses rather than real food. I've not been the best wife, mother, friend or human being lately, and I'm hoping that since I don't have any events on my immediate agenda that maybe I can become a person that I like again and the things that I normally would enjoy doing...that I do enjoy them again. Here's hoping. Soooo..... pictures.
This was actually a few weeks ago. I have several pictures that I meant to post and...I just couldn't make myself do it. I thought I'd have more to go with it, and so I'd wait...anyway. Sage got a pottery wheel from us for her birthday. Did you start singing "Unchained Melody" like you better believe I serenaded them with? They haven't painted it or decorated it yet, which is maybe why I was waiting to post.
Sweet Sage cleaned her room up for the shower. I also forgot to post (shame on me) her new bedding that you can see here. Mom bought this for her when she was here, and Sage just loves it. (Also, did you know that Travis made her dollhouse bookcase completely by hand? He sure did. When I was pregnant with Sage, I saw a bookcase that looked just like that at USA baby in Birmingham for the mere price of like $300. I loved the pink roof. Obviously, we didn't buy that, but I really loved it. Everything that I did like, Travis would say, "I can make that," and it drove me nuts. It was everything from clothes to that shelf. I worked 4:30 to midnight as an xray tech while I was in school and pregnant with her, and I came home one night when I got off work and heard her baby fish tank on in her room. I was like, What in the world? I walked in to turn it off and there this was. He had been working on it at a house he was working at to keep it hidden. I have to say that it still makes me smile and think of that every time I really take the time to see it. And there's my memory lane for this post.)
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