Made it through a week. It may seem silly that this week would mean so much. But, in all honesty, it does.
This is the first week I don’t remember shaking when the boys came home. I don’t remember shaking on my way to work. I don’t remember being super nauseous and having to force myself to eat.
Perhaps it is because I had a stupid cold–no energy available to go anywhere else and the people that bother me at work weren’t there (probably not it).
Don’t get me wrong, I am still exhausted. Continue reading “Christmas Spirit”
