Blame it on "The Lady"

Remember this book?

Well I do, it was one of my all time favs growing up, and today was just one of those "terrible, horrible, no good, very bad days" but maybe without the terrible, horrible and no good--because in reality I'm sure my day could have been much, much worse!

To start, I have just been feeling very overwhelmed lately thinking about our house, school, cars, money, and mostly my body and my timeline for getting prego, and today just sent me over the edge. Another 24-hour migraine plagued me the entire day, new found worries about my health (nothing huge so don't freak out), a brief panic attack about school and trying to decide "to teach or not to teach" (apparently my decision making skills are failing me again), a bit of a disagreement/annoyance my hubs and I had, and to top it off Braelyn fell off of a bed in Ikea--smack dab on her head. Should I just blame this day on "the lady of the month" because she is a beezy and I think as a woman, it's only fair to blame our crazy hormones for everything crazy.

Despite my migraine, panic attacks, cramps, late night tampon runs, a crying toddler in Ikea (I almost thought her neck was broken, it was actually pretty scary), and being on edge around my husband I can somehow see some goodness to my "no good, very bad day." Braelyn woke up early so I didn't have to mess up her schedule to get to my advising appointment at the U, when Mike got home from work and finished some studying he sat and gave me a temple and shoulder rub for at least 20-minutes and it was a good one that pretty much demolished my migraine, I didn't have to make dinner because my father-in-law made enough to feed the whole family, my advising appointment made me confident in my decision for just the English degree without the Secondary Education license, my mom was able to find me an internship through the high school she works for in California and I'll be able to get college credit for it, it turns out Braelyn's neck didn't break it was just a crazy fall that was accompanied by normal perfectly justified tears, and on my late night tampon run to satisfy the "lady of the month" (sorry TMI?) my cute dad called me out of the blue offering to babysit B on Saturday night so Mike and I could go on a date.  I pretty much spent the whole day in self pity just because of these silly things going on in my head and in my life, thinking that today was just a "terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day." When really I had/have so much to be happy and thankful for. Especially when your day ends with moments like this...

Notice who's cuddling George? ;)

While I can truly blame "The Lady" for my migraine, everything else is all me. I have to decide how I'm going to greet the day and whether I'm going to let things get me down or not. So today wasn't just a "no good, very bad day," it was just a day and tomorrow is a new one. Hopefully one that I can get two very important things done that I didn't do today that involve our home!

 

Man I love these faces, nothing makes a bad day better like giving these two hugs and kisses and smothering them with love. Here's to a better tomorrow!