So now I have drugs, an appt with the therapist, and a new schedule. I'm thinking that I might quit my job at the med center so I can focus on school. Losing the money will suck, but we can pull Honey out of daycare and I might actually move forward.
The dissertation is at a standstill. We turned in a grant, I got reviews back for my paper, we got reviews back for the lab paper, and I am collecting data for 3 projects that are not my own. Something has to give. Preferably not my mind.
My doc thinks part of the reason Honey's sleep has gotten so bad is that she is soaking up my anxiety and is worried about how I will be when I wake up in the morning, happy mommy or irritated mommy. I really don't think that is the case, but it provides strong motivation to get and stay better. It really hurts to think that I might be inflicting my crazy on her. I have really tried to keep it bottled in so she doesn't see it, but I'm guessing now that she can sense it. And lord knows this child, given her genetic heritage, doesn't need to be confused about this.
Lion's step-mom is treating us to a night away while she is visiting. It will be good for us. We can talk about my crazy, our finances, and the future. I think we have lost sight of where we want to be in 1 year, 5 years, 10 years. And the ***LOVE*** has faded. There is now doubt that we are in this together, but the sparkly love has taken a backseat to the general stresses of everyday life. Even just a night away will help rekindle that. I hope.
And now a gratuitous birthday pic.
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