I've been dancing. It aint pretty. Sometimes I fear a neighbor may catch me (due to our lack of window treatments).
Since I started I've lost 4 pounds and I realized there may be something to this dancing, but more importantly...I like it because Jack and I can dance together. He can play/dance and I can dance and we are still bonding while exercising.
When he needs me (like tonight for an obvious diaper change), I stop dancing. It's pretty simple really.
Time...the continued quest to balance the seesaw of work/mom/wife.
Priorities...a constant reminder of what matters in life.
Dancing...a solution to lack of time and balance of priorities.
Dance on.
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