It's no secret I've been under a bit o' stress lately.
A three year old with night terrors every freaking night.
A baby with feeding issues so severe, that his pedi was going to hospitalize him for intensive feeding therapy if it didn't get better soon.
Buying a house.
Leasing our house.
Closing on said house, packing everything up, moving and leaving for our trip for Portugal... all in a two week span.
Yeah... it's a lot of stuff.
So. Why I felt I needed to take on DBolg week, I'll never know. But I did. And it couldn't have come at a better time.
You see, I was in a funk. BIG time funk-o-rama. I just wanted to insulate myself in a cocoon and hide from the world. I wanted to be left alone. I didn't want to blog, nor did I want to read any blogs. Dblog week forced me out of hiding.
So I wrote. I read. I met new people. Learned new perspectives. Giggled, wept, found "same" and then some. It was awesome.
Thank you Karen, for the kick in the pants I needed to start feeling good again. None of the above crap has gone away (although feeding issues are better and night terrors have abated for now), but it's okay.
Suddenly I feel like I can do this again. And for that, I am grateful. To Karen and the entire DOC.
If you haven't seen it yet, new-to-me blogger Mike did a thank you video and posted it on his blog. You can see it here.
I submitted a pic, and you can see it if you watch the video. But as a SPECIAL thank you to Karen, I thought I'd post the rejects.
Please ignore that fact that I am in sweats (or my "uniform") or that my son is wearing Christmas pyjamas. In May. Don't judge me.
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