Pink Gloves

Day 1
The first morning I woke up to my sweet husband cooking me breakfast. He had eggs, mini biscuits, and turkey bacon, along with coffee ready and waiting for me. He knows I'm trying to make a change and has let me know he will be there every step helping with whatever he can. I think this is crutial... having someone that supports you. I thought about this as I walked into the kitchen to see a big smile on his face. My "morning bad mood" instantly went away. I'm ususally horrible in the mornings, but when I saw the trouble he was going through and how proud of himmself he was to treat me, I was freed from my frowns and irritations. We had a great relaxed breakfast.
After breakfast I decided it was time to do some sort of excercise. I have several work out shows recorded to my DVR that i've never even looked at. I told myself it didn't even matter which one I choose, just pick one. So I picked one about power sculpting and it was actually was fun. About five min. after doing it I turn around and there's my husband, jumping and moving and flexing and stretching right along with me. Again, see where i'm going with this support thing?
So after my excercise show I jump in the shower and get ready for class. I had an Anatomy and Physiology Lab quiz to prepare for. As soon as I get ready I leave the house. I like to get there early to study and relax. I've found a perfect study place where I feel like I can really focus and get things done. In class we took our quiz did one short activity and we got out of class early.
I left school and went to pick up my son, T, from my Grandma and Papaw. I met them at the hospital where my Papaw's twin brother is. He is very sick. I could tell how hard it is on Papaw to see his brother like that and even though it hurts to see papaw hurt, I still couldn't help being grateful that it wasn't Papaw in the hospital this time, that for right now at this moment, Papaw was healthy... a little tired maybe, but not sick.
After spending the rest of the afternoon in the hospital and eating dinner with my grandparents I took my baby boy home. He was asleep before we even got out of the parking lot. The ride home was peaceful. I put on soft music and stole many glances at my little man in the backseat dreaming.
After bathing and rocking T to sleep, I realized there was a pile of stuff in the kitchen I hadn't seen brfore. I looked at it and looked at it...then realized......kickboxing! My husband bought us stuff to kickbox! Really? Are you kidding me? How am I going to pull that off? Can he really teach me that? I called him in the room to explain himself. All he said was all he needed to say,"I got you pink gloves." Pink gloves? Oh, well in that case..... Let's do it!