I had such a rough night last night. Baby was up at midnight, wouldn’t settle and seemed to have an upset tummy. Nursed him and fell back to sleep.
Then I was dreaming very strange dreams. What is scary in the night seems silly in the morning, but it was enough for me to wake with a scream and crawl into my husbands arms.
Basically I found out there was a hit man after me and my children.
The rest of the night was also fitful. Dreams of secret meetings with anonymous people giving me “information”. Bizarre emails and texts.
Something is definitely bugging my subconscious. I know myself, when I get stressed about something, it usually comes out in nightmares. If things are really out of sync, I get the occasional panic attack. Luckily those are now rare, not like the year I finished nursing school and started working.
Now, I think I’ll take a little me time, reflect and relax. The answers will surely come. I’ll need lots of coffee today.
I find this the most appropriate quote, in any given situation. When my kids are sick. When summer brings a hot stretch of days. My maternity leave. Toddler tantrums.
I love this quote. I repeat it to myself often. Good times, bad times, it all comes and goes. Smile and breathe!
I’m Morgan. This is my new hobby. Recently I found my old journal/diary. It was written from 1992-2004. All through high school and university.Hard to believe I was ever that young, naive, and excited to write down all my experiences! I was angry, happy, full of dreams. Boy crazy. Im hoping to find that excitement and joy in journaling again. Most often, these posts will be a quick thought while enjoying a cup of coffee or glass of wine. If you are reading this: thanks! Id love to hear your thoughts as well. I’m going to try and write something everyday. Even if it’s just a quick quote or rant. Maybe a recipe here and there.