I finally had my first glass of wine after nearly 10 months on Thursday night. We had gotten into a groove when the last time I would feed him would be around 9-10 pm, and his last feed of the night would be the bottle -- so I had a good solid 4-6 hrs before the next express.
Needless to say I was super excited. I had a small 4oz pour n made it last 40 minutes. Def felt light headed. But the relaxation was more than I could handle-- I got sooo sleepy n exhausted, and almost felt it would've been better had I not 'let go' n stayed on my adrenaline driven push forward. Anyway it was fun n nice to know that I can still get glimpses of my normal life again.
The best gift I have given myself (unbeknownst to me) is the gift of penning my thoughts and perspectives. I have a box full of "diaries," that are filled up with the thoughts, feelings, and dreams of myself in various phases of life, going as far back as the age of eight! If there was one word I would use to describe myself, I would say that I am a storyteller. The greatest story you can tell is that of your life - make it a good one.
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