Ugh

Today started out with some great snuggling with my husband, followed by some hurried tidying and a very good but brief visit with my dad and sister. Then I was utterly exhausted, and so passed out on the sofa for hours. I think I slept about four hours, with minimal waking and shifting around.

However, after that, I guess because I had gone so long without eating – I had had my usual breakfast, but just before 9am, and it was now after 1:30 – I started feeling sick. And it got worse, even though I was eating all the random stuff I could manage. By evening, I was beyond miserable. Still not as bad as most of the summer, but I haven’t felt so sick in a few weeks at this point.

Even after I ate a full meal’s worth of food – truly, my husband made me a plate of a real meal, lots of protein and calories – I only felt minimally improved. Hours after the fact, and only recently after further snacking, I grew very close to throwing up while brushing my teeth just now. I’m not sure I’ll be able to fall asleep, and I’m not sure I can even lie down at an angle good enough for sleeping yet.

So, that sucks.

But, when I cried into my husband’s chest earlier about how hard it all is, he was actually awesomely supportive. That was great. I still felt physically like junk, but I felt quite a bit better emotionally. That was an improvement for his responses to my struggles lately, and I am grateful for it. We are both overwhelmed, and it isn’t easy. But it’s better together.

God, help me to sleep well, please. Nourish me and the baby with all food and drink I consume. Help me to eat and drink with easy and efficacy. Help us to pursue and follow your will. Help me to be kind, especially when I am struggling. Make us well. Keep my husband safe, please. And thank you for our home. In your name, I pray. Amen.

Post-a-day 2024