The reason I really feel like I need a break?
I don’t sleep.
I stay up, I read books, I walk around, I read some more.
Mostly Chuck Palahniuk, all his books,over & over again. Careful not to start with “Fight Club” , because after that, every single male charakter turns into Tyler Durden.
With insomnia, nothing is real.
Everything is far away. Everything
is a copy of a copy of a copy.
In the past two or so months I have lost about 16 kg.
Not because I am trying to lose weight, not because I eat less,
Which is why my husband did what every responsible husband would do,
he brought me 3 sandwiches for breakfast & then took me to the doctor.
The doctor sent me to the hospital for some blood tests, & if you know me, you know I hate blood tests.
There was crying, a lot of it, in the car, in the supermarket, (we needed some snacks!) & in the hospital.
My little family, they were all so wonderful, kisses from my baby George, Anthony trying to convince me that it is not actually that bad, & Emily saying “don’t worry Mama, it’s just a doctor!” ,
so I went,
they took my blood,
& the day was ruined.
That afternoon, while Anthony was working,
I went upstairs to get a blanket.
On my way down the stairs I heard someone splashing,
I heard giggling,
I thought “this can’t be good”
I opened the kitchen door to find this:
Emily had tried to make breakfast.
For a very tired Mama, who had just been jabbed with needles & her blood taken from her,
who had been poked into her chest & stomach so hard it left me bruised,
this was too much.
George was grabbing hands full of Organic Farm Chocolate Stars , putting them into his mouth,
Emily tried to get him to use a spoon, saying he could eat “a tiny bit of mine breakfast“,
the floor covered in milk that was slowly turning into chocolate milk..
It was one of those situations where you can either break down & cry,
or you laugh.
So I laughed.
Always try to see the good side of things,
at least they shared, right?
Wishing you a joyful day,
ps// I am sleeping better now, thanks to valerian root.