And I keep thinking about how AMAZING
I am because I did this FIVE OTHER TIMES BEFORE,
but somehow, I totally forgot, and now I'm in awe of myself
because back then, I had little kids I had to take care of
on top of feeling like crap every day.
How did I do it?
Seriously, HOW?
Was that even me?
Exhibit A:
This is a picture of me in 2006, living in Arizona
weeks away from delivering Nicholas.
Look! I have groceries in my hands, I was being productive, and
responsible AND I had three SMALL children to take care of.
Was that even me?
Exhibit B:
This is a picture of me in 2004, pregnant with Oliver.
Look! I am smiling!
Not a lot of smiles around here recently, and
it's a miracle if I shower, get dressed, and feed myself every day.
Was that even me?
I am so thankful for my family here who are soooo good to me.
They feed me, clean up, take me for rides, show me funny memes & pictures,
(like the one of Kitty), and they never get sick of me crying
and/or throwing up at all times of the day and night.
Today, I lay on the floor upstairs while directing the girls with
instructions while they put fresh cozy flannel bedding on the beds
upstairs for our holiday guests.
