I wasn't feeling so well for a couple of days last week. I had a terrible stomachache that made me vomit twice and my body was so weak, I felt like I needed bed rest for a week. And I've been on an emotional rollercoaster ever since. One minute I was okay, the next minute things really get to me. I was irritable and snappy at everything. It was ugly. I
was ugly. And Ayra has been so cranky lately, it just made things even worse for me. She cried A LOT. Like, all the time. And I cried too. At that point I just wanted to get away to an island or somewhere else just by myself. I just wanted to be alone.
I ended up locking myself in the room.
My husband had been looking after Ayra most of the time for the past one week.
I feel like a bad mom. Maybe I am a bad mom.
But anyways, I'm feeling much better now. I had a lot of sleep, naps. I've been reading some good books, drinking a lot of water, pampering myself a little bit (just spending 10 minutes a day to slather on some lotion all over my body makes me feel good!) and getting lots of hugs from my husband.
Only 9 more weeks to go, Iza!
(Or maybe less).