I don't know what normal is but damn it, I want it.
The past few weeks have been marred with the mastitis (which, at this level is challenging the stupid fucking foot for ridiculousness) making its comeback, trip to the hospital, meeting with a breast surgeon, meeting with an infectious disease doctor, more antibiotics and talks of hospital stays.
To which I say, ohmyhell.
I'm much better now, but in deep, deep denial of "needing" to go back to the breast surgeon and "get somethin' on the books." I feel fine now, really. Okay, I feel better. But better is awesome and I don't wanna go to the hospital.
Now I'm figuring out how life is with three kids (heh, instead of "two kids and a nursing babe") (although, I'm still somewhat in denial that I have three kids) (Emerson is an excellent accessory, he fits nicely on the hip - baby jewelry, I like to think of him), a healthy mama and a daddy who is about to go on his first big business trip since I got sick-slash-weened.
Oh boy.
3 comments:
What a sweet picture! Love that fuzzy hair.
Glad you're feeling better. KCMQG is coming up in a couple weeks... You gotta get well!
I'm glad you are feeling better! Can you have someone to come to your house to help you out a few hours a day while your hubby is away and until you feel all better?
{{{{{{{HUGS}}}}}}}}}
oh my that photo is tugging at my ovaries!!!
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