Last night was hard - I hope tonight is better.
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.
Wednesday, June 11, 2014
Croups virus
Poor baby has a virus that makes his breathing hard at night. We went to the drs and got him on a steroidal medicine that should help. I changed the bed sheets bc he had peed on them the other night and as we went to bed, he had some duddoo and subsequently threw up all over the new sheets. Poor baby was crying/whimpering as we changed his clothes n he waited for the bed sheets to be changed again. In effort to keep him upright and help w the breathing I put him to sleep in my godi.
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