Grace has been sick the past few days (again?), coughing so hard sometimes she throws up. So you know what that means? It means this mama has been in bed with her, and not getting to work out. Can I tell you how gross I feel? Yea disgustingly gross. Last night I didn't get her to fall asleep until after 1130! Dear lord I was wiped out before she was. And guess who was up coughing at 9am? Oh yea she was! But that was a good thing because I forgot she had a dentist appointment at noon today, so we rushed like hell to get ready and get out of the house on time. Guess who was early by 15 minutes? Yup fun stuff. But we were told she had fantastic teeth and to keep up the good work.

I'm exhausted! Last night was the first night where I got to sleep a 9 hour stretch. Thank you humidifier! Every other night I've been up every couple hours, and the whole going to bed after midnight and waking up at 9 isn't sitting well either. Hopefully we're at the end of all this sickness. I'm so tired of the whole house being sick. After I'm done at the laundromat I'm heading to a store to buy stuff to disinfect my whole house! Oh, why am I at the laundromat, you ask? Oh because the washing machine at home picked NOW to break down. Yup, now, when I need to wash sheets and blankets because they've been thrown up on. Good times, good times. Oh well!

So I've got a picture Grace took of me (full body) at my weight 11 (now 12 lol) pounds ago, so I took another one today. I figure if I take a picture every 10 pounds it'll make a good post someday about my journey to healthy lol.

I'm still missing my dad so much. My heart feels split into a million pieces and I don't know how to put it back together. It still feels weird being in my mothers living room without him in his chair. And the dining table still feels empty. I wonder when these feelings will end…