No blogs of late because I've had that darn mastitis. Yep. I was going to wean Elsie in one week and then I got it. Lucky me. First time with Elsie. I had it 13 or 14 times with Aniston, 4 times with Camden, and I thought I finally had the sickness figured out. If you don't know what it is, don't look it up. Just know that it hurts and makes you want to die and makes it so you can't eat or sit up or BLOG! Say a prayer for me that it goes away without any complications.
Prior to that (a couple weekends ago), I visited my dear little brother in Phoenix who had a nasty case of pneumonia-strep-croup-conguntionastimitis. While my mom, Elsie, Sonna and I were helping him get his life in order, Jonah was holding down the fort while Ana got the mean respiratory flu that 50% of the town has had already. Luckily, she came through much better than other friends I know (massive hospitalizations, lots of medications... its like the plague for most families) thanks to her scary super-high fevers she runs that kill off all intruders. Plus, she killed that virus so hard that nobody else in the family got it. I've opened all the doors to air out the house and washed all the sheets and no one else has been sick at all.
Jonah did a great job holding down the fort while I was gone, even with Ana getting sick. I guess Ana said that she felt so WEIRD when she was sick that she kept having to tell herself, "I am ME. I am me. I am sick, but I am me", over and over again. It was her mantra, I guess, to get her through those fevers.
Hopefully most of you have made it through this horrific fever season unscathed. We usually do okay here in the desert southwest... but with the wettest winter Utah has seen since 1983, it was bound to happen. Or, as Jonah would say with a chuckle, "Sign of the times!"
So, the main reason I'm sitting down to blog is that the mastitis actually knocked me down for long enough that I was able to read a book! It was SO SO SO great (the book, not the being knocked down). I'm sure many of you have heard of it or read it. It's called, Eat, Pray, Love and its by Elizabeth Gilbert. Its a travel memoir about this poor girl's search for stillness, pleasure, God, and love, and I don't know how far she comes on that same journey we all share, but it will delight you nonetheless. Buy your own copy because you will want to highlight your favorite parts, and pass it along when you are done. AND, if you read it, you have to email me your favorite parts. Its a good read for your people who have no time to read books, because its broken into really short sections, so you can read snippets during those brief moments of quiet and privacy you may have during the day (i.e.- put it on the back of your toilet).
Okay, enough shameless plugging. I will post photos in a day or two. Just had to get the "blah, blah, blah" out of the way first.
1 comment:
I'm trying to get caught up with everyone and am reading your whole blog! I am SO sorry you have/had mastitis. What a nightmare. I thought I was getting it once when we went to visit Augusta Way in January '06 but I think it was just my milk freezing while I was sleeping downstairs!
I read, well started to read, Eat Pray Love and didn't finish it. I got too judgmental after reading her reasons to need to have her journey and I left her while she was in Italy. I better go finish it with a more open mind and see if I agree with you.
Really cute updates by the way!
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