I don't know what's wrong with me today,
but .I'm definitely having a crappy day.
I woke up feeling blah, .Alyvia woke up
feeling doubly blah (she had shots
yesterday so I can excuse that) and .Aaron
was at work most of the morning and
afternoon, so I had no one here to cheer
me up. I ended up crying twice over
absolutely nothing, just stewing in my own
misery.
And poor .Aaron, he came home with my
ring. He'd actually remembered to buy it
early enough this year, and it came back
from resizing today. He was so proud of
himself and so excited to see my face.
But I had such a headache by this point
and was feeling absolutely horrible that I
couldn't even pretend to be happy. He
took .Alyvia so I could nap. Four hours
later I woke up with diarrhea.
He went and picked up some food so I
wouldn't have to cook, and I can't hardly
eat it because my stomach is so upset.
He's still got the baby in the other room,
and .I'm sitting here feeling so much like
I let him down. So many other people had
crappy .Valentine's because their partners
didn't try very hard, and now my husband
is probably in that group too. He says
it's okay, but...
