ava is definitely in what i like to call "discovery mode". anything and everything that she can grab goes straight into her mouth. it's actually pretty neat to watch as she figures out new textures and tastes. oh, those faces she makes are just too adorable. she makes a lot of faces her daddy makes, too. it's just not fair how much alike they are.

i finally got the nerve to sign up for a dance class last week and had my first class on monday. although a big part of the reason for me signing up was to give me some time to do my own thing and not be Jay's wife and ava's mom, just mimi, i did bring ava and jess along with me. BUT! there's a 'but'. i really wanted jess there for moral support. i hadn't danced since who knows when and wanted someone there who didn't think i looked like a complete fool. i had a really great time though. surprisingly, i actually did a damn good job of keeping up and memorizing steps; but i had a lot more fun just watching others even though it made me feel kinda old watching the younger kids move. [lits was the perfect little doll as always.] i was clearly a helluva lot more out of shape than i thought because i could hardly move yesterday. i'm pretty sure i let ava cry far longer than 45 seconds because it took me almost 5 minutes just to stand up. my arms, my legs, my abs, my ass, my fingers and toes were killing me.

today i went all by myself. that shit was pretty rough for me. i missed lits so much which made it difficult for me to concentrate. no concentration = lots fuck-ups. so, missing ava and not being able to get things right made me so frustrated that i just left and cried in my car for 10 minutes before coming home. i don't know why but since having ava, i cry more than i've ever cried before. it's an equal mix of happy and sad and frustrated tears though. that's good, i guess. i don't know. i'm a very emotional person. don't judge me.

i'm tired. the weather's all crappy [major storm passing through!]. ava's rubbing her eyes and wah-ing at me. i think now is the perfect time for a nap.

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