Day at a Time.
My inlaws have had the Boy since Thursday. He comes home tonight. The house has been quiet, except for Hubs doing work on the library. I have to somehow find the strength to make it through tomorrow. At this point, I can't even think of Tuesday.
I'm on a new mix of drugs that make me sleepy beyond belief. There's no way I can take care of a 3 year old like this. So, tonight is the last dose. I have no idea what tomorrow will bring.
The worst part- I'm still barfing way more than I should be. I've lost 10 pounds in 4 weeks, with 5 coming off in the last week. I went from being in my fat clothes and some maternity, to my skinny clothes.
And there's been little to no housework done. No one has clean clothes. There's no clean dishes. There's nothing clean anywhere in my house. Sigh. I'll get right on that.
Tomorrow is a new day.