I have been asleep for the past 30 hours.
I think all the stress of the scan, the appointments, the every think really took its toll on me. So much more than I would like to admit.
I couldn’t sleep Monday or Tuesday nights, then it all hit me.
I went to sleep yesterday at 9 a.m. after having another bad night of sleep. I sleep until 300 in the afternoon, went to get Ian, came back home and got Ian set up with snacks and TV (hey, I have to do what I have to do), laid back down telling him to wake me if he needs me, slept again to 530, Eric home and then I slept the whole night through and woke up at 830 this morning.
And the thing is, I am still tired.
Side note up there – at first I typed (yes, I get mother of the year award) BUT I changed it because I am really trying to not talk shit on myself. Yes this is my life.
I guess Dr. H was right when she told me to slow my roll the other day.
I just want to do so much, I want to spent time with everybody, I want to work out again (even though I have been doing my spinner here for 20 a day, I want more).
I think I need to go back to taking naps during the day. I seem to do better when I do that.
I almost didn’t write this. I was going to take the easy way out and post something I had written months ago, but then I remind myself I promised to tell the whole truth…this is it.