Time slow and fast together .. Reflections increasing swirl, the days are alternated in periods when I can hold a minimum pitch and do well 10 minutes of yoga in the morning and cookies in the evening and time frames in which the house looks like a bomb exploded, the sourdough sour in the fridge, the buds dry up, I am 'beyond' fatigue, dermatitis, fatigue and social plague us is strong. The latter returns with bullying in the past few days: on the one hand the marriage act to deal with the turtle as it was the last model doll came into this world only for its special entertainment, a host of other friends and acquaintances who seems to relate to you only as a formality.
I love Christmas, and I love it so much because it is a period that makes us think about themselves, their relationships and their lives ... This year, with some exceptions-I am surrounded by people who in the end it hardly matters.
On the other hand I feel stronger this year, more than ever the warmth of my family of origin: that is the fact of becoming a parent makes you feel a lot of power with the amount of love that your parents to you, will be for the imminent departure of my beloved brother, will be for the work we are doing at home there .. I do not know why, but in the latter period there meeting new positive energy and warm and invigorating.
I always need to simplicity in daily life, food, relationships, and feel a strong desire to get rid of the superfluous, in terms of objects but also relationships, but I do not know how to combine things.
What is certain is that I must find a way to cheer in front of certain matters relating to the turtle, because it certainly is less dangerous for him to face a few moments with people who do not treat their own way rather than having a mother angry and nervous for these behaviors. But I'm not good at passing on to things for which you accept tips!
The turtle grows well, with the irregular rhythms of all time, but I do not have a problem I do: I follow him as much as possible and try to answer as best I can to their needs, even though every night, invariably, it seems I have not done enough. Dermatitis haunts us in symbiosis: one sharpens the same time and at the same time calms down. Communication between us is more refined: I realized that I often just look to see or hear a sound as it is and what it requires, and it's awesome! In spite of my expectations, I proved myself as a mother hen more than I believed, and I realize that the need to be near him is as strong as his to be with me and frankly I do not know how I would start to work after three months!
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