The pitter patter of little feet.

Motherhood has taught me unconditional love.  I'm not talking about the love a parent has for a child, since I think that's an obvious bond, but the other way around.  No matter how often I make the wrong decisions, put my worst foot forward, and stumble, my kids love me anyway.  Even on my worst days, all they need is a smile and a hug and I am still the best thing that's ever happened to them.

The three sets of innocent eyes, little hands, little voices.  I can't help but wonder how much I don't deserve such blessings.

The tiring adventure

I just realized.  I'm on the schedule for the gym every single day next week except for Sunday.  Granted, I'm subbing a class on Tuesday.  But still.  That's a little nuts.  So, just for kicks, here's my schedule, in case anyone wants to check out my classes.  Hehe

Monday BODYPUMP 6:30 p.m.

Tuesday BODYFLOW 10:30 a.m.

Wednesday BODYPUMP 10:30 a.m.

Thursday BODYFLOW 10:30 a.m.

Friday BODYPUMP 10:30 a.m.

Saturday BODYFLOW 11:30 a.m.

A great combo, even if you're a participant.  It'll be a good paycheck anyway.  I think I'll buy me some new shoes.