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.
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.