So, to solve the problem, Sam will be stopping by the Bonefish restaurant to bring me home a macadamia nut brownie. I'll take it tonight. Actually, I can't remember a time when I refused it.
I'm eating out of depression tonight. Not like full blown depression, just some sadness. I had a rough weekend emotionally. I'll feel better. Nothing that a brownie and ice cream can't cure...at least temporarily...until I go to bed.
It's kinda funny actually...really I'm postpartum AND pre-menapausal. No wonder I'm not right.
The heat doesn't help much either. Sam put an AC unit in my bedroom window to help keep the house cool. I'll tell you what...the baby LOVES it in there. She slept 12.5 hours last night. I wrapped her up tight and even put a little hat on her head. She slept so soundly.
Ok...that's all the rambling. Just thought I'd vent a minute. I'm alright.
1 comment:
Nothing worse than not feeling yourself. Take control, get yourself back. You're too important not to. Glad your baby is sleeping, glad Sam is on your team. Count me in if I can do anything.
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