So in the midst of studying for the midterm Baby started throwing up. At 4 a.m. to be exact. Of course, you can't have one type of bodily mass evacuation without another kind.. you know, from the other end. So we had all kinds of fun cleaning up messes. I thanked the heavens above multiple times for a great washing machine and dryer.
We traced the sickness back to a scoop of Breyers all natural vanilla ice cream. Never waste the good stuff on a lactose-intolerant 2 year old. She'll just give it back anyway, and her intestines will need days to recover.
When things like this happen - Baby sickness and a midterm - you just suck it up and push through because you really don't have a choice. Then the storm passes.
The day I took my midterm it rained and rained and rained, it was cloudy and dark. But when I came out of the test it looked like this, brilliantly bright with fast moving, puffy clouds. The storm had past. Doesn't that mean everything is great, smooth sailing ahead? What this picture doesn't show is that the wind is gusting.
By the time I returned home from the exam my body hurt all over, I didn't want to move, didn't want to think. I proceeded to be grumpy with everyone so I went to bed early. And I slept for 10 hours. Yoga was desperately needed this morning, I dressed warmly, hoping to sweat out my negative attitude (it worked, mostly). Then I bought Dunkin Donuts to make up for the previous evening's attitude.
This morning I received an email telling me that one of my Ya-Yas, Becky, had a miscarriage that nearly cost her her life. Everything just keeps moving and it's like trying to drink out of a drinking fountain you can't pick your head up from, I can't take it all in - I get overwhelmed. So when I called to talk to Becky and got her answering machine, I cried my message instead of speaking it. She's a Ya-Ya, she'll translate.
With General Conference this weekend I'm just continuing to cry. It's not the same type of crying as I do for Becky, it's a happy, realization, loved, WOW, kind of cry. Anyway, if you're looking for me I'm just here; hangin' out with the fam, crying, watching conference, and eating donuts.
Conference made me feel the same.
Posted by: Pam | April 06, 2009 at 02:24 PM