10Feb

A Week

It’s been A Week.*

A holding my miserable, asthma-stricken baby nine hours a day kind of week.

A bad words on the brain kind of week.

An OMG, when did I get this flabby? kind of week.

A glance at the laundry pile and curl up in bed kind of week.

A fog inside and out, and you know I mean metaphorically kind of week.

A thank the powers that be for caffeinated gum kind of week.

A kitchen floors perpetually sticky from my leaking brain residue kind of week.

A life smells like vomit kind of week.

A wordless kind of week.

But I’m finally back.


*Technically, two weeks. But whatever.

P.S. – Thank you all a thousand times over for your encouragement. It’s exactly what I needed some days to remember that pesky business of inhaling and exhaling.

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3 comments

  1. Breathe freely! I hope things turn around for you–soon.

  2. UGH! Days like that suck…a whole week (or more) must feel ENDLESS. Keep repeating: this, too, shall pass. This, too, shall pass! (((HUGS!)))

  3. sorry about the suck. glad you’re back.

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