This week was a hard one to get though. It started out with my little one covered in hives. And ended with an angry 6 year old that had to be kept home from school because he was sick and he didn't want to miss his spelling test. Add in long hours for Dad and one over tired and very weak mom. It wasn't our best week.
Every morning getting out of bed is hard. But this week was different. It took everything I had to get out of bed. Breakfast was cereal all week. We got up later than normal and ended up rushing. Even though I cant drive him, I go with my mom and drop him off at school. I get one last hug in before he is off doing his thing in school. At least I managed to do that. But once I got home and until it was time to make dinner, I was in bed. Watching movies, reading, sleeping. I just could not do anything. My body quit on me.
Last weekend, I told myself I needed to cut myself some slack. After chasing the boys around the park I was winded and dizzy. I haven't gone on a run in 3 weeks because of this, but now something as silly as playing with my boys was to hard. That afternoon I had a good cry and then decided I needed to accept this. This is my life right now. Someday its going to be so much better but for now, I'm going to slow down a little. And boy did my body need it.
Today was much better. I even managed to get some laundry done. Go me! And hopefully tomorrow will be a day of rest and on Sunday we are going to be downtown for Siclovia. I had planned on taking the bikes, but I think I will have to settle for just some walking. A wheelchair would be nice but I think I can handle it.
Here is to accepting my health. Trying to make the best of it. And loving myself though it all.
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