Yesterday was rough. Very rough. I was up all night on Tuesday night, throwing up. That doesn't feel so good when you've just had surgery. I woke up to my children fighting and Braxton locked in the bathroom. I sat in the house for hours, unable to do much more than watch tv, color and wish I was outside, at work, taking care of my kids and I all by myself. I cried. I cried. I cried. But then, Jackson stood at the school fence and waved. I laughed. Then, Paula IM'd me. I smiled. Kaydon came home from school, handed me a homemade gift and hugged me. I cherished it. Colton came home singing "I love you, Mom." I felt my heart beat a little faster. Josh called to talk to Braxton. Braxton changed completely. He smiled and laughed and joked and loved on his mom. I was so grateful. My mom took me outside... to the tanning salon. I laid, basking in the UV rays. I felt warm. It's a new day. I've decided to make a choice to be happy today, no matter what.
P.S. Have you seen these hospital gowns?? Um, they are AMAZING. The nurse asked if I was cold. I said, "NO, but you WILL be hooking me up to that special vacuum!!" He did. It heated up my hospital gown. I decided I was in a spa! Just a very expensive, somewhat stressful, painful spa... but a spa nonetheless!
