It's amazing how one day you can feel just fine-good, in fact-and the next feel like you hit a freight train.
As I type this with my freezing cold fingers, I can consciously feel every part of my body. My feet ache, my back aches. My head and neck ache. When Seth or one of the kids touches me, I can feel a surge run through my sore body. My eyes are all red and bloodshot.
But good news: Lunchtime is about to conclude, and then my two older children will be off to dreamland. The bad news? Mathias just awoke from an hour and a half morning nap and I don't forsee him settling back in between the sheets any time soon.
Well, I'll just make myself a cup of hot something-or-other and burrow into blankets on the couch. I'll pop in our taping of IDOL last night and pull Mat and his bouncer right up next to me. And, hopefully, I can catch some healing ZZZs.
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