I'm still hurt over what was said about me.. maybe I'm being overly sensitive about it. I don't know. The more I think about it the more it hurts, not so much by what *this person* said because I know my kids are well raised, but how "*they* said it. There was a room full of people (of some people who love and care for me.. so why in this world *they* thought it wouldn't get back to me...) some who know me and some who don't. Those that don't may think I'm a horrible, neglectful mother now. And that ticks me off. I obsess DAILY over if I'm doing enough for my kids. If I should or shouldn't have done this or that. It drives me nuts some days. And then to turn around have *this* person say what *they* said. Just rubs me entirely the wrong way.
Zoey is also sick. As is Jon Kent but his is just coughing and a runny nose. Zoey has all that plus a fever. No outside play today.. and that with a brand spanking new swing set outside. I'm hoping it's just a cold and it passes soon.. without passing through the rest of us.. especially Nathan.
Since the kids were sick last night, neither slept well. And Nathan never does... so it was a long night. THEN on top of that I kept have some seriously weird dreams. I would be dreaming about something and then "wake up" only to be "waking up" in another dream. Does that make since? It was really weird. I was so tired from all that getting up and down all night that I didn't manage to get up this morning to work out. I'm just drained.. physically and emotionally.
And lastly.. I have a clogged milk duct. Which I know how to unclog it and all.. it just stinks that I have one. Bah! I'm done... hopefully my next post will be more delightful... maybe.