Sunday planning did not go as planned. I was feeling horrible, and I think my kids picked up on it and started acting horrible and that was the end of that. Pregnancy is not my best friend, that's for sure. I feel unable to control my emotions and reactions, and I hate that. So yesterday I spent much of my day in bed, just crying and reading. I enjoyed it, but there was a lot of guilt there as well. My husband called my mother and she came to rescue me. I hate needing to be rescued, I would much rather be the rescuer. And the truth of the matter is that I couldn't even explain what was wrong. I knew in my head that nothing was wrong, our life is wonderful, we have amazing kids, but I just felt wrong. Everything in me felt wrong. I'm doing better today, but I still feel pretty off so we will see how it goes. So this morning I did our gospel planning for Come Follow Me, in bed. I don't usually do that as I fall asleep, but I just couldn't get myself going. So I planned in bed. As for our school planning, I think it's going to be more of a swing by the seat of our pants kind of week (that's a saying right?). It's going to depend on how off I feel, and for how long. I'm trying to be patient with myself and realize that I'm growing a baby and all that, but it's not working very well. I hate feeling like I am not giving it 100%, but 100% looks different at different stages in life and I need to remember that.
Originally for gospel study I was printing coloring pages for them to color on, but I'm really loving just watching what they come up with. It's so much more fun, and they get really into their drawings. Nora was upset about the black "narwhal" on her picture, because little sister Emy added that feature, and it was not appreciated.

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