Dad out of hospital. Check.
Dad back IN hospital. Check.
Wife 9 months pregnant. Check.
Wife 9 months pregnant with nesting urge vaccuming walls. Check.
Dishwasher breaks. Check.
Buy new dishwasher, wait one week for delivery, let dishes pile up, kitchen get messy. Check.
Emotional eating, lack of exercise, and general disarray. Check, check, check.
Okay folks - let's break this down. Dad's back in the hospital after his discharge - this time with more of the confusion we dealt with before his retirement. And it's scary. And I'm spending extra time driving mom back and forth to the hospital - trying to keep the business afloat - and manage my own sanity.
I'm not going CRAZY with eating - but I'm not really taking care of myself.
And it occurred to me this morning - there's always something, isn't there? And the only way to really take care of yourself is just to take care of yourself. Just keep plugging away at it - just keep in mind that you're focusing on your health and your body - and do the best you can. Make the most of the quiet times, and survive the crazy times.
And that's what I'm trying to do. I'm up about 3 pounds. But it could be worse. And soon I'll be posting losses. I just have to be vigilant and patient.
And hope you all don't give up on me in the meantime.
Although the good news....we have an ultrasound today. :) That ALWAYS makes things better, doesn't it?
MAIN STREET AWAITS!