The past couple of weeks have been kind of tough, healthwise.
I had to deal with the CFS “payback” after R’s birthday party, the cleaning that involved, four dental appointments for R after he broke a baby tooth (bad momma, how could you let that happen?), and L’s three school assignments.
When I look back at it like this, it’s no surprise that I’ve spent so much time sleeping since then.
So, there’s been lots of going back to bed after the kids left for school (zzzzzzzzz).
Lots of asking my mother for help – she did the school run for me, thank goodness.
And lots of feeling frustrated and scared because I haven’t felt this way since last year, and I was afraid that I was going to have a relapse & go back to being useless again.
Thankfully, I’m feeling a whole lot better today.
I feel like I just got off a flight with terrible turbulence – just let me at that ground, I’m gonna plant a big fat wet kiss on it!
It’s reminded that I do have limitations, and to make sure I respect them.
But beyond that, I also have much more physical & emotional resilience than I realised.
I really am a lot more healthy than I was last year, and I have my art to thank for that.
I’m just so grateful to have found my way to where I am right now.