It feels like I’ve spent the better part of the last week on the edge around here. Teetering… tottering… Maybe my hormones are getting the better of me. Maybe I’m just so DAMNED tired (because, OMG, I totally am).
When I saw Brit at BlogHer yesterday morning I swear, I came thisclose to crying.
Exhaustion? Hormones? You decide.
Today, I still feel off. Come down from BlogHer is often like that, I know. But I find myself wishing I had engaged more. And at the same time, I know I did the best with what I had. And ALSO at the same time, know that I really did have a great time. REALLY.
A more fully fleshed out BlogHer post is still forthcoming (when I can sit for a few minutes, hear my own thoughts and compile them properly, that is). But for now, there are SO many bloggers that I wish I had connected with. There are some that I am so glad that I had a chance to talk to (even if everso briefly). And there are some that I want to hold close to my heart and take with me foreverandeveramen.
I’m at my parents house, we’re planning to leave in a couple hours and journey back over the mountains to our home (our dirty, dirty home) and regain a normal lifestyle. My neck and back and shoulders hurt like no one’s business, I feel SO tired. My nerves are frayed and I feel all exposed. As if I could start crying any minute and maybe neverever stop. On the other hand, I could start laughing any minute and neverever stop too.
Maybe I need a nap, hmm?
This is me. I'm a thirtysomething stay at home mom to three kids. For years I was a stay at home mom to one kid and trying very hard to have more. It took a LONG time (ie: 6 1/2 years), but finally Liam arrived and charmed us with his blue eyes and ginormous, round head. Then we got a shock: I was pregnant again and this time it was a GIRL. Our hearts and home are full at last and now that we're done having babies, we get to relax (snort) and watch them grow (not too fast now, you hear?). Thanks for coming by, feel free to dip into my archives, read my About and History pages (just don't do Jackson's Story without tissues!) and make yourself at home.
