365 days 17-18

1-31-12

If he's going to be sick and crabtastic, at least he makes it worth it by also being adorable.

2-1-12

Overwhelmed, terrified, exhausted, slightly relieved and completely livid. I'm trying to convey all that, but I think it's safe to say I didn't miss my calling as a model.
This 365 thing is saving my blogging and sanity so far this year.  If there are aspects of my life I cannot discuss right now, at least I can say SOMEthing.  Tonight I'm in knots about working with the youth at church.  When I was a teen, I had my own troubles in that sector.  I know I handled things back then - and it was awful.  I have no idea how to handle things from the opposite side of things, especially because I'm so emotional about it.  And let's be honest - everything.   I can't have a calm rational conversation about most things, and I predict that if I do try to address things, it will be a disaster.  blalarhrhhhhghggggg.
In other news, I have been trying to change my hair - like cute braids, buns, whatever, and they all looked wrong.  I thought  the wrong was all my hair, but I realized it was my face.  So now I need a new face.  Dagnabit.
Now, so as to not be a total downer, I got sleep last night!  Except for at 11pm when I was awakened by WonderGirl sobbing loudly.  When I got to her bed and asked her what was wrong, she told me it was because she missed me.  I kissed her and tucked her back in.  Crawling back into my own bed I didn't feel as exhausted as I could have been.  I mean, I mean the world to one of the coolest little girls there is.  That's kind of cool :)

Comments

Elizabeth said…
Oh my gosh, pull my heart strings! What a sweet thing for her to say...

Just take it a breath at a time. This limbo stuff is definitely for the birds, that's for sure.

Love ya!
Maria said…
What a little sweetheart she is!! I'm glad you got some better sleep-hope your little guy is better soon, and that everything you are worried about works out!
aubrey said…
oh reva.

i'm a counselor in yw and find this THE HARDEST calling of all my 12 years as a married woman. {and i was primary pres for 3 years} but it's hard emotionally, and physically and mentally. and it's funny {not funny haha but funny STRANGE} because i don't remember our yw leaders sweating and wondering what they should say or stressing out as much as I STRESS OUT EVERY DAY for these young women. holy crap.

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