Under the weather
It is now 10:30AM CT and I have just gotten out of bed. Rain smacked me on the face with her empty bottle meaning, it’s time for me to get up (whether I like it or not) to make her "dede." No, it didn’t hurt. (What big of a damage can an eight-month-old baby make?) It was just hard enough for me to know that there is a little person beside me who is so wide awake and probably starving. She has been playing on the bed since her daddie left for work @ 7am. She’s being a good girl letting me sleep longer…until she got tired and hungry. I don’t know if she understood what her daddie said: "Sweetie, be good. MAmmie is still a little sick, ok." ( sweet!)
Yesterday my hubby came home a little earlier than usual. He saw me on the bed rolled like a ball with PJs and a pair of socks on. He knew then that something was wrong. SO he hurriedly changed into his everyday clothes and ran to CVS (drugstore) with RAin…
Around 4pm I was back in bed getting a doze. I didn’t wake up until it’s time for me to take another dose of medicine. Six hours after 4pm. Now you do the math. 
Anyway, I am totally clueless of what had happened the rest of the night. I probably snored it away…
I’ve not much to share today, like I said it is only half past ten in the morning. It is going to be another long boring day like yesterday. I feel like trap in a time warp where the world stopped spinning. I can’t do anything not until I get better… Although I wanted to go out get groceries, I don’t think I should. Nor can I continue packing luggages. The only thing left for me to do which I have not completed these past few weeks is to get REST.
You guessed it right, now is the perfect time to do it.
