Today I turn 44.
I woke up and my wonderful kids decorated the house
and left me a little surprise on the kitchen table.
Awwww.
They are seriously the best, and have risen to carry and support
me and all my baby blues.
They take me out for car rides when I feel like I'm going to die at home,
make me drinks, and Jane has completely taken over cooking and feeding
the family. That has been such a blessing!
I didn't feel like celebrating my 44th birthday.
I don't feel like doing anything.
And I don't.
I'm so nauseated ALL DAY, and my medication doesn't help.
It just makes my body tense. I feel like I have ADHD.
I'm miserable.
Gigs took me out tonight to get a salad.
He's so good to me. He also drove me to the gas station where
he got me a slushy drink, which I only had about two sips of.
It's such a different experience being pregnant with adult children
who literally wait on me and my every need.
What a beautiful blessing!
Then Christian left for YW camp for the last night,
and Jane, Gigs, and Ollie took me to get an ice cream cake.
I didn't even eat it.
Instead, I went home and went to bed.
Did I mention I am miserable?
