Monday, January 30, 2006

Old Soul

Having a baby checked into the hospital for seven days (or less....or more...or at all) chips countless years off of your soul. You can NEVER imagine what it does to you until it happens. And I would NEVER wish that experience on anyone. Last week was the second worst week of my entire life. I'm still sick as hell myself, but my little bunny-head is feeling much better. Grandma is in town taking care of him this week so he can fully convalesce before going back to daycare.

Since I've been battling my own illness it has created another bizarre, unexpected problem. I'm not much an outwardly emotional person, but over the past week, I've lost more than a few tears. The problem? I really, really want to have a cleansing, cathartic bawl fest, but I keep stopping myself. Why? Because I'm so congested, I'm afraid if I give in, I won't be able to breathe for hours afterwards. So now if I can only kick this damn sinus infection!

That's it for now. I'm very weary.

Poor sicky! Wait until you get through your sinus infection, then rent a tearjerker movie, lock yourself in your room and cry away. You'll feel much better.
Take a hot, steamy shower and cry away. Helps with the congestion AND as a bonus, the eye makeup cleanup.

Glad your little bunnyhead is HOME. Hopefully, the entire Pharmstead is on its way to better health.
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