My Tw|t Garden
My Ch@t Garden
My Affil|ates Garden
My W|sh Garden
♥ Faith
♥A beautiful ring A Godly marriage
♥ Peace
♥ Love
♥Our love for eternity Hope
♥ Eternal Life with Abba
♥
♥ Peace
♥ Love
♥
♥ Eternal Life with Abba
My Arch|ve Garden
October 2009
November 2009
December 2009
January 2010
February 2010
March 2010
April 2010
May 2010
June 2010
July 2010
August 2010
September 2010
October 2010
November 2010
December 2010
January 2011
February 2011
March 2011
April 2011
May 2011
June 2011
July 2011
September 2011
October 2011
November 2011
January 2012
February 2012
April 2012
June 2012
July 2012
August 2012
December 2012
January 2013
April 2013
March 2015
November 2009
December 2009
January 2010
February 2010
March 2010
April 2010
May 2010
June 2010
July 2010
August 2010
September 2010
October 2010
November 2010
December 2010
January 2011
February 2011
March 2011
April 2011
May 2011
June 2011
July 2011
September 2011
October 2011
November 2011
January 2012
February 2012
April 2012
June 2012
July 2012
August 2012
December 2012
January 2013
April 2013
March 2015
Monday, October 26, 2009
Nonsensical ramblings
I'm telling myself to frigging pick myself up and stop moping around the house.
I can feel low, but the low's gonna go quickly. This is not what my loved ones deserve. Chris deserves a loving, HAPPY wife and the kids deserve a focused and HAPPY mother. I deserve to be beautiful and HAPPY!
I need a break. Sigh. I need a break to pamper myself. That's not something a breastfeeding mother could do though. Ian's practically stuck with me...
On the other hand, I guess Chris needs a break from us too. And he ain't getting any either. I shouldn't complain. I should be grateful for what is and count the blessings.
Someone please knock hard on my head for being a whiny biatch.
Geesh.
I can feel low, but the low's gonna go quickly. This is not what my loved ones deserve. Chris deserves a loving, HAPPY wife and the kids deserve a focused and HAPPY mother. I deserve to be beautiful and HAPPY!
I need a break. Sigh. I need a break to pamper myself. That's not something a breastfeeding mother could do though. Ian's practically stuck with me...
On the other hand, I guess Chris needs a break from us too. And he ain't getting any either. I shouldn't complain. I should be grateful for what is and count the blessings.
Someone please knock hard on my head for being a whiny biatch.
Geesh.