not much of a leftover friday

you guys, i caught some terrible form of the flu and it knocked me out for this entire week. i haven't been this sick in forever and
it was hard.

     every day, i do all the things for all the people: fill water bottles; pick up tiny hair balls off the floor; dress the ever reluctant 3 year old; fold laundry; braid hair; brush teeth; read to and be read to, help with math and spelling and geography; wash another dish; play referee; make a stop at yet another store because none have everything you desire; call back your mom; find the right snack because 3 meals isn't enough; make coffee; hunt for lost shoes. you get it...

i read this today and although i could try and put it into my own words, she says it better:
from her view from home:
   " but what you don't see-what no one can prepare you for-is the way i'm constantly assessing and tending to the well being of each one of my children(and my husband, for good measure). it's like a sliding scale that never stops moving, and it's loaded down with so much emotional weight it would squash a grown elephant like an ant."

i saw this coming, an emotional breakdown of sorts,
and i wasn't prepared for it.
i felt it in the month of december, that i needed a day. a day to just be, a day of quiet, a day just for me. maybe not even just a day, but maybe a night too. a night with my man and to recharge.
i should have asked for help then {since we hadn't had a date night since september or a break to catch my breath}, but i didn't.
i was so looking forward to the month of february, my aunt and uncle graciously gave us tickets to the mavs game and grammy was set to watch the girls. we've been planning this for months.
i'm not 100% sure it was the flu virus that i caught or if my body just couldn't take the emotional weight and gave in to the sickness. but next time, when i feel it coming on i pray i ask for help and not try and do it on my own because it's not worth it.

+ in the midst of getting better and surviving, i felt that i needed a desperate change and went into the bathroom and chopped me some bangs.
{granted i have been wanting them for months and i did watch a few youtube videos on how to cut off some bangs before i dove in}

maybe i shouldn't make big decisions when i'm not feeling the best, but my sister said they look good and the homegirls said they like the new mommy,
my giant on the other hand...says that this must be payback for him not cutting his hair in over a year.

i'll let you decide.

making a full recovery is on the menu and not much more.
happy weekend!

*let me add, that i'm beyond grateful for the love and support of my giant and that i don't have to take off work for a sick day. i get to be home and i'm so very thankful for that.