When we were grilling last weekend I threw together some balsamic chicken as planned leftovers. This morning I remembered I still hadn’t eaten it and there was also a sweet potato in the drawer. Boom, healthy lunch accomplished.
This is one tiny victory out of the utter shit show that has been the last … 48 hours. Something. Lots. Need coffee.
It kind of is - there’s a well established, long running German hard rock band called Rage. That is totally who I thought Ckni27 was talking about and was surprised they had so many US dates
Had to wake up every 3 hours to feed the baby overnight. Zero cough maybe I’ll trade bronchitis for baby feeds. I’ll take it, way better than both at the same time
Old dog slept through the night, basically. Virtually no vomit. Thus we learn that Tramadol is now preferred over Gabapentin (was previously the reverse ). Unless it was random, always a possibility…
Found a “Sexy As Folk” playlist on Spotify under V-Day reccs today, looking forward to seeing what it brings. I will be very disappointed if there aren’t some really fun/good songs in here.
My baby decided to eat, regained a ton of weight, and my ped is no longer concerned Just a good couple of days filled with anxiety, dread, and tears, but apparently we’re all good now. (Except for keeping dairy eliminated and still being on a daytime feeding schedule, but a waaaay looser one overall)
I have a very light workday today. I don’t have another client until 6pm and I am absolutely SLOTHING.
I’ll do some chores and biz stuff this evening but right now I am literally in an oversized sweatshirt just sitting around. This is uncharted territory for me but feels so so so needed.
I did 2 classes at the Y this morning and I can still walk. And for the first class ( where I look like a beached whale flopping around when I struggle) I asked the instructor to show me some modified moves to build up to the actual moves. I figure if I’m almost crying I’m pushing myself hard enough. I’m glad I went.