Hey all, I am non medicated. You know, with things you need an RX for. Its been a roller-coaster day and its really ok because I do miss feeling things. My friend Roxy came over with her kids, and she was here a mere five minutes before I burst into tears in front of her for the first time. And its ok.
Eric and I went back to the Marine Corps Museum last weekend and I was surprised to find I was extremely moved. And it felt great! I have since had a dream about being in boot camp and it has stayed with me. Of course I called my marine corps sister and we bonded.
I started on Zoloft when Malcolm weaned himself at 10 months. It was devastating…beyond words. So I’ll leave it at that. I’m so very thankful to have been on it for a few months when I needed it, but things have become more manageable in comparison. I am in love with this silly little boy that makes me crazy and I am convinced once again why they make babies so darn cute. Lucky for him.