If there was ever someone in a funk it’s me.
I refer to my brain in two parts: the smart brain and the emotional brain.
My smart brain knows I am being selfish and that I have a choice whether I yell at the kids or not.
My emotional brain feels the constant nausea, exhaustion and cluttered house and defaults to one mode: rudeness.
I’m not looking for consolation or justification, please don’t give it. I don’t have HG, I am not throwing up, I make the choice to not get enough sleep at night, I am just being a baby.
At the peak of my horrible mood today my dear friend calls and I begrudgingly answer. My tone is not kind. She asks how I am today and I tertly (spell check is saying that isn’t a word) answer, “Not good.”
Because she is the dearest kind of friend she does not get off the phone with me before praying. Of course, her prayer was exactly what I needed.
She prayed that God would show me His love in some tangible form soon.
It melted my heart. He melts my heart. For the rest of the day he loved on me, told me sweet things and fell asleep on me tonight. Normally he would have been too busy playing to do all those things in one night. It was humbling and very much a cure for the funk.
I’m a pretty tough cookie, however, and needed more than the adorableness of Sterling.
I’ve also fallen in love with Blue Sky Organic Ginger Ale. Pair that with a bagel and Philadelphia Cream Cheese dark chocolate Indulgence and you have a yummy cure!
I’m thinking that if I continue to eat this snack on a regular basis I’m going to gain an enormous amount of weight this pregnancy. Hopefully, the morning sickness will only last another 3 weeks max.
If you’ve wondered where all the meaty posts have been this explains it. My motivation has been eaten up and I am working hard to get it back.
You need cloth diaper answers that’s why you come here!
Next week, our family is taking a much needed and very spontaneous vacation to the beach. With all that has occurred this year and will occur this summer we need to unplug.
I’ll have a couple of posts come out next week but you won’t see me on Facebook with my daily Question of the Day (unless I figure out how to schedule them).
My goal is to return to you having shed my funky slump skin.
And one last cure for any depressive mood…