Born for This

So, today is better than yesterday and tomorrow will be better than today.  At least that’s my story and I’m sticking to it right now.  Such a week of epic melt downs.  Sigh.   But I’m dragging myself through, dusting myself off and attempting to right myself.

Picture1I cannot continue walking around looking like this.  Mess.  Under-eye circles and bags.  My nose is red and my hair doesn’t even have its usual sassiness.

No bueno!

After my sad post from yesterday, I took yesterday afternoon off to go pick up some items for Hope’s room.  I enjoyed a fun happy hour with a classmate.  I allowed myself to sleep in.  Heck I even turned on the heat this morning.   I finally scheduled my mammogram and will spring extra for the snazzy 3-D scan (It’s October ladies, get yourselves checked out.).  I scheduled a meeting for Monday with my dissertation director to talk about survey question reliability coefficients.  I launched two major studies at work and finished the study protocol for a third.  I also finally submitted my request to telecommute two days a week until my dissertation is done.  I also added several items to Hope’s gift list after some momentary inspiration on a long commute into the office.

I managed to get a nice walk in at dusk, finally give The Furry One a bath and I made brussel sprouts and bacon for dinner.

I will watch tween (Vampire Diaries) and grown folks (Grey’s Anatomy and Scandal) TV; then I will talk to my Hope and I will sleep and I will rise and I will stay on my grind.

My good friend Dr. Beach redirected my dismay over Drake’s No New Friends and pointed me to All Me.  It a good hype song; I was made for this.

Despite feeling so very low this week, I have some great people in my life.  I’m blessed, even when I feel rotten.  I’m so happy that I get to surround Hope with so many amazing, loving, kind people.

I’m still feeling pretty crappy and I’m so glad tomorrow is Friday, but I was born to be Hope’s mom.

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About AdoptiveBlackMom

I'm a single Black professional woman living in the DC area. I adopted tween a few years ago, and this blog chronicles our journey. Feel free to contact me at adoptiveblackmom@gmail.com, on Facebook at Adoptive Black Mom, and on Twitter @adoptiveblkmom. ©www.AdoptiveBlackMom.com, 2013-2017. All rights reserved. (Don't copy my ish without credit!) View all posts by AdoptiveBlackMom

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