You know, like, flying home from an awesome vacation, but ready to begin anew. Get a fresh start on life back at home. I was totally there. We travelled home from California all day Saturday. I was excited. Spring was on the horizon in NYC, I was feeling refreshed and ready to get back into the swing of things...only better. I was making those resolutions: eat healthy, run every morning, no more shows for the kids, etc. Sunday was going to be the big day. I was ready to plow full steam ahead and make life better.
I woke up Sunday morning in pain. I had the worst sore throat I'd ever experienced; I was pretty certain it was strep. I was cranky and exhausted. I couldn't swallow anything. It persisted. I couldn't get in to see my doctor until Tuesday. On Tuesday I woke up my eye was crusted shut. Strep and pink eye??!! Come on!
It was time to give up and give in. I was ready to turn on the movies for the kids while I just sat like a lump on the couch and browsed pinterest. I headed to the doctor and was there for two stinking hours with my two boys. (I would have dropped them off at a friend's house, but I was worried they might be sick with what I have.)
What was amazing was the miracles that started to happen:
**Oliver slept the entire two hours in the stroller while at the doctors office.
**I ran into a friend I hadn't seen in years and was inspired and uplifted by her, her spirit and energy.
**I don't have strep. Only a really bad virus that is attacking my head and throat. I'm finally feeling better this morning.
**Ibuprofen is amazing!
**My two boys are actually both napping, at the same time, right now! My insides
But the biggest miracle of all:
Yesterday after two grueling hours at the doctors office I came home. I walked in the door. The lights were on. I was a little nervous. It smelled a bit funny too. And there was a strange sound coming from the kitchen. I walked into the kitchen and instantly teared up when I saw this:
|The Danby Designer Portable Dishwasher|
(please excuse Oliver's silly expression:))
(and, yes, that is the actual size of our entire kitchen)