Shouldn't your body feel better when you are postpartum? My boobs hurt, my butt hurts, my girly bits hurt and my back is sore from carrying around a fussy boy all the time.
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It's been our month to clean the church. Somehow we always have a fussy baby when it's our turn. Thankfully Jody cleans like a tornado and gets things done in a hurry. We didn't clean the chalk boards like they asked. Honestly I have no idea what to clean them with, and the chemical cabinet wasn't exactly organized. Still, I feel guilty. It is the Lord's house we are taking care of.
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Jody bought a flat of strawberries at the market. He got ripped on the price, but they are yummy. We had strawberry shortcake for dessert. We should eat like that every night.
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I should be getting my Sharing Time lesson ready for tomorrow. But instead I'm here playing on the internet. I will pay for that later.
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The panic attacks are returning. I don't know what to do. I should make an appointment with my PCP I suppose. I want to get my thyroid checked too. Bleh!
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I would like to get my hair cut. I haven't had it cut since before Sawyer was born. I would like it cut in a cute little bob but that isn't feasible. I need to be able to pull it back so Sawyer can't hold on to it for dear life.
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I had a tornado dream last night. It is one of the recurring dreams I have. It didn't end good. Not a nice thing to wake up to.
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Both of my grandmothers were/are good at crossword puzzles. I think that I should be genetically predisposed to be good at them too. So far, it's not looking so good.

I should really get to work on that lesson for tomorrow...