It seems things have improved immensely for me since seeing the chiropractor this afternoon. Even the baby is doing better in a lot of ways. I am grateful. I am still in pain and miserable and totally unable to do almost anything on my own – it took almost five minutes and two step stools for me to get into the car today to go to the chiropractor. I also was in disastrous tears when I was left alone for five hours, and the baby was screaming and I couldn’t move well enough to help her fast enough, and I messed up changing the diaper – in bed is not the easiest, especially when one can barely move in the first place – and got poop and pee all over the pillow I’d had to set her on, and pee all over her chest…
It was just a lot. Being physically incapable is so hard when it is for things we know we normally can and could do, no problem.
I did speak up in a sense about our needs. We need food. Someone set up a meal train – that’s apparently a thing, though I hadn’t much ever heard the term – for us. It didn’t end up looking how I would have preferred, but I wasn’t in a place to handle it when it was being made. Nonetheless, it hadn’t been sent to very many people. And even fewer signed up to bring us fresh food. So, I went ahead and posted on my story, which only lasts 24 hours, a tiny close-up of the baby and a request for people to help us with food. So, we shall see how that goes!
Anyway, going to sleep. Hoping to finish clearing out these ducts in the next several hours! Here’s to that! Cheers!
God, heal us all, please, and keep me and the baby and my husband safe and make us well. Also, would you provide some encouraging guidance for my husband and his career, please? I know you know that he really could use some support right now. Thank you for all that you are and give to us, especially your love through my family. In your name, I pray. Amen.
Post-a-day 2025
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