I got dressed today, brushed my teeth and combed my hair (yay for personal hygiene...isn't it just sad that I find this to be such an accomplishment?), swished and swiped, unloaded the dishwasher, wiped down the stove and counters, and of course have done all the things necessary to make sure my baby isn't climbing the walls or fainting from hunger (oh, and she refuses to take a nap today...ughh!).
I still woke up this morning in a funk, but have tried to be positive. It also doesn't help when you have stomach issues (you don't want to know).
One thing that bugs me about writing all this is I feel like I'm whining...I hate that.