lalasmama
01-24-2014, 11:56 PM
I just need to whine.
I had a bad asthma attack on Wednesday, so I'm on steroids.
I have barely slept in 3 days because of the steroids.
I'm in the middle of a relapse with my MS, which has a horrible heat-intolerance aspect. I can't take a shower warmer than my body temperature without getting overheated.
We're in the middle of moving to a new house. DH has had 3/4 of the house packed up. He's been pacing around the house if he's not packing... This has been going on for a week.
Because of the above move, almost all our clothes are packed.
DD and I are going to meet her first foster mom in the morning. Of course, I want her to look well cared for, well dressed, well groomed. Prideful? Perhaps. But this woman cared for DD for the first 15 months of her life. I want her to see DD and think, "She's in the right forever home." But all DD's clothes are packed. Meaning she's going in jeans that are a size too small, and a sweatshirt 2 sizes too big, unless I can find her something suitable. But DH doesn't know where the boxes of DD's clothes are.
The steroids make me an emotional mess.
I had a bad asthma attack on Wednesday, so I'm on steroids.
I have barely slept in 3 days because of the steroids.
I'm in the middle of a relapse with my MS, which has a horrible heat-intolerance aspect. I can't take a shower warmer than my body temperature without getting overheated.
We're in the middle of moving to a new house. DH has had 3/4 of the house packed up. He's been pacing around the house if he's not packing... This has been going on for a week.
Because of the above move, almost all our clothes are packed.
DD and I are going to meet her first foster mom in the morning. Of course, I want her to look well cared for, well dressed, well groomed. Prideful? Perhaps. But this woman cared for DD for the first 15 months of her life. I want her to see DD and think, "She's in the right forever home." But all DD's clothes are packed. Meaning she's going in jeans that are a size too small, and a sweatshirt 2 sizes too big, unless I can find her something suitable. But DH doesn't know where the boxes of DD's clothes are.
The steroids make me an emotional mess.