I'm scared by the idea of being alone with Samson and Rachel. Too scared to properly appreciate them yet.
I know the babies are doing well, growing like weeds. But I'm feeling sicker and less capable every day. We have a schedule that I think is working for now which has me, my Mom and Andrew feeding the babies in shifts. So what is wrong?
I think time will tell but for now I intend to spend every minute I can in bed. No expectations to do anything. I wish I felt up for company, I wish I felt up for getting dressed.
I'll give myself another couple of weeks though.
That photo shoot was a bad idea in retrospect....it took waaay too much out of me that I didn't have to give. Down the road I may feel differently.
I hope this next week brings more healing.