My first morning walking NJ to school in at least a week. Finally I can take my daily walks again. I walked at my own pace, we had plenty of time. I still ended up so tired and out of breath by the time I got home. And even at 8:30 in the morning it's hot already.
We took a trip to the market so I can start making real food again. We ran out on a bunch of stuff. NJ said he was hot so he and Baba took turns putting a pack of peas and carrots on each other. As long as it's not on their faces, eew.
He's getting way too big for the cart. Baba stopped to check his blood pressure. I gave him a handful of sanitizer since it's cold season. We have one at home we can use from my recovery days.
NJ isn't pointing at Baba, but the car trunk. A usable trunk for groceries thanks to my mom who's letting us use her car. Only thing is, we don't have our reusable grocery bags in this car. And we are too cheap to pay for them so we loaded and unloaded them piece by piece. So it wasn't ideal, but I was so happy to use a trunk as silly as that sounds!
NJ did really well on his homework today. He usually has just one sheet to do, but today he had about five.
We made pizza for dinner. Earlier today I made some dough with the bread maker. It was ready for pizza making by the time we were hungry and we made it fast. NJ loves helping to put the toppings on.
Baba and I worked on the couscous, NJ was so excited for it. He ate a couple servings of it. Even after I though he had enough with two big slices of pizza.
It feels good to be back to myself again, for the most part anyway. I could walk him to school, make a meal for the family, and do some cleaning. I take for granted the everyday stuff until I can't do any of them for about a week, sometimes more. Just happy to be back.
It feels good to be back to myself again, for the most part anyway. I could walk him to school, make a meal for the family, and do some cleaning. I take for granted the everyday stuff until I can't do any of them for about a week, sometimes more. Just happy to be back.
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