My funk

I'm in a funk.  The kind of mood that puts me alone in the bedroom, typing on this computer, trying to not spread my dark cloud to the rest of the house.  Daniel is patient with this mood.  He gives me space and brings me water and lets the time pass.

Not sure where this funk is coming from.  I feel profoundly tired.  More than any of the past few months.  I have dark circles under my eyes, sinus pressure, allergies whipping my nose and eyes and skin into a frenzy.  It ain't pretty.

But then I open my email.  And my friend and favorite neighbor, Marisa, has sent me photos from today.  And suddenly I know that I'll go to bed having less sour.  I'll sleep away the bitter.  I'll feel less stupid for organizing Daniel to watch Noodle with pumped bottles...only to drive an hour up to Venice on the WRONG night for a fundraiser.  A fundraiser that will occur tomorrow night.  An event I may not make.  I sat in the parking lot, seeing incredible Ethiopian faces hanging on the walls, wondering how on earth I could be that stupid to have the wrong date.  Thinking there's no way I can pump enough milk for another night away from Nora.

But there's always these pictures. I was taking Nora for a swim on this gorgeous 86 degree day.  She does not like sunblock.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And then I got ready for my big night out...that ended with me eating a bagel in the parking lot and shaking my head.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Comments

[Aunt Kathy]

OMG Can she possibly become any cuter?

And don't let that funk getcha down, sista. We all do silly things like that from time to time. Except sometimes they involve missing keys, missing doctor appointments, locked cars, forgetting to transfer money in time, dropping that entire flat of strawberries on the ground, or something else. The list of those moments is probably endless and growing by the day for each of us. So don't fear, you are not alone in your dark-circles-mistake-ridden-feelings :) It's called being a busy mom :) And besides, think of how boring and ordinary life would seem if it all went as planned all the time?!?!?!

[Claire Bidwell Smith]

Gorgeous photos! And ugh, that SUCKS about the fundraiser. I've done a few things like that and they're the worst. I'm so sorry!! Maybe Daniel can go up there with you and Nora and he can mill around Venice and you can pop out now and then to nurse??

[Margiebhill]

Well, you and I are still one in the same. I purchased tickets for the concert I went to with my mom on Saturday night for Sunday night. Didn't realize until a few days before the show, needless to say it cost quite a pretty penny to fix it :(

I'm sure your funk has most to do with missing me ;) I can't wait for you to get back so we can get together.

xoxo