Sometimes, and I know I am not alone in this, it feels like by the end of the week I have gone about 12 rounds with the world. Yeah I know it sounds little melodramatic but life just has a way of feeling like an uphill battle sometimes. Brian and I have always fancied ourselves the scrappy guy in a fight. The one who you see walk out to the ring and you think he is probably going to get his a$$ kicked immediately. Yet he always finds a way to scratch and claw and survive. When life tries to beat you down you laugh and get back up.
The past couple weeks have felt like I have taken a beating. There is so much to do to have a child like Abby. Don't get me wrong I adore her but her needs are great and lately her attitude (and temper) sucks. She doesn't sleep. She won't nap and she only does PT when she feels like it. Then we have the house stuff. Talk about stressful. Work is nuts still. The holidays (as much as I love them) add more to do. I have a cold which certainly doesn't help.
So I feel like I have a few broken ribs, two black eyes and a fat lip but am still on my feet. Got to keep on moving I guess or the world will knock you on your butt.
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*Hugs* Hang in there... Broken ribs eventually heal and so do black eyes and fat lips... Keep on swingin'!
It does seem like we're constantly going in circles and getting beaten down (but not broken!). Sometimes though a ray of sunshine shines through the clouds and helps to ease the aches and pains.
Sometimes it's just as simple as an unexpected knock at your door!
((hugs))
M - You said it sister. ;D
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