Yesterdays blog was cute, hey? The blogger was even cuter.
She was excited to write it up, and took it pretty seriously, asking about spelling, as well as how she could appropriately talk about the foster babies. She crushed it. 💜
I don’t often lay out our current illness quite so detailed, for fear of others being scared of us, but hey. Here it is. And thankfully, whilst violent, this one seems to run through pretty quickly. For sure for the kids. So no need to fear, lol! The worst is over.
Brady and I were both asleep before 9pm last night. When we got up around 6am to feed the Peanut, I was SO unbelievably dizzy, I bounced my way to and from the kitchen like a pinball machine. Brady took the hit for me, and got the kids up for the day while I kept sleeping. The dizziness did not end right there, but I was able to get up, eat and drink, and slowly find my feet again. I don’t feel 100% but significantly better. Like, over 80% I’d say. I even ate real food at lunch time, which is especially easy when people are bringing food left right and centre. Jayna, you set that bar HIGH with those pot pies. Yikes. The leftovers were delicious also. Thank you 💜
With the little bit of energy I’ve regained, I’m going to try to be mildly productive before the day is done. I’ve been able to crochet a tiny bit this afternoon while all the babies slept. It wasn’t long, as the Peanut is not settled these days, even less so than usual, but thats the baby I’m trying to make a blanket for! So I’ve worked a little on that, and shortly, I hope to put some things away that have been filling my island. I feel so much more sane when my island isn’t full to the brim.
Today turned out to be a surprisingly peaceful day. Likely in part to the fact that Brady was home, helping me manage the babies while my head was so woozy. Sometimes the best part of sickness is together time 💜
Ok. Unsettled baby alert 🚨 Gotta go!