Monday, September 17, 2012

all roads lead back to

It's amazing that I'm 26 and I still don't really know how to take care of myself.
It was 2:00 and I felt death approaching. My head throbbed. My back ached. Then my stomach growled. I realized I needed food. So I ate a six inch sandwich in twelve seconds and it was the world's fastest recovery.
Yesterday I felt death approaching. My head throbbed. My back ached. Then my eye-lids drooped. I realized I needed sleep. I went to bed at a decent hour and woke up to the world's second fastest recovery.
When I start to get fussy Stephen usually asks, "Are you tired? Are you hungry?" So the good news is there is one adult in our household.

3 comments:

  1. So funny. I'm a lot the same way, but out of sheer survival and necessity, I've had to remember to feed myself. Because two babies HOLY CRaP. The end.

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  2. The funny thing is how many times I have to learn this lesson. I've decided that almost all of Bennett's poor behavior is because I forget to feed him more than a tiny bowl of cereal before 12:30pm. Or more than a tiny bowl of cereal and a PBJ before like 5pm. Yep, mom of the year.

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