When I lived in Wyoming there was a saying, "If you don't like the weather, wait five minutes and it will change." I've heard the same said here. I've come to apply that in my life..."If you don't like how you're feeling, lie down and wait 5 to 30 minutes and it will change." I'll maybe feel better, maybe feel worse, maybe fall asleep, or maybe throw up. It changes though, and change is good. I've come to realize the power of small things: an inc
remental feeling of wellness throughout the day that culminates in being able to successfully eat dinner, prayers offered in a sweet child's voice that "mommy and the baby" will be blessed and that "mommy wont' barf", being able to do for myself, tomatoes on a salad, a phone call from a friend asking how things are going, cauliflower soup from my mother, the gentle and patient solicitude of my spouse, time to think and read and pray ins
tead of run here and run there, tiny punches and kicks from my womb's latest occupant, and crazy cravings that make me laugh and restore my faith in food. Case in point: I've given myself a $3 to $5 budget at the grocery store to buy something that looks awesome to eat because I've learned that if it looks good and I eat it...it will stay down. Wandering through the produce aisle produced my most recent jackpot this past Saturday. I bought a pineapple and a bag full of brussel sprouts. It's not exactly pickles and ice cream b
ut wow! Yum-O! As I finished my shopping and contemplated my "treat" I had to laugh at myself...I couldn't think of anyone else to whom this would seem appealing, but I was thrilled! See, it's the small things that make life.
When I lived in Wyoming there was a saying, "If you don't like the weather, wait five minutes and it will change." I've heard the same said here. I've come to apply that in my life..."If you don't like how you're feeling, lie down and wait 5 to 30 minutes and it will change." I'll maybe feel better, maybe feel worse, maybe fall asleep, or maybe throw up. It changes though, and change is good. I've come to realize the power of small things: an inc
remental feeling of wellness throughout the day that culminates in being able to successfully eat dinner, prayers offered in a sweet child's voice that "mommy and the baby" will be blessed and that "mommy wont' barf", being able to do for myself, tomatoes on a salad, a phone call from a friend asking how things are going, cauliflower soup from my mother, the gentle and patient solicitude of my spouse, time to think and read and pray ins
tead of run here and run there, tiny punches and kicks from my womb's latest occupant, and crazy cravings that make me laugh and restore my faith in food. Case in point: I've given myself a $3 to $5 budget at the grocery store to buy something that looks awesome to eat because I've learned that if it looks good and I eat it...it will stay down. Wandering through the produce aisle produced my most recent jackpot this past Saturday. I bought a pineapple and a bag full of brussel sprouts. It's not exactly pickles and ice cream b
ut wow! Yum-O! As I finished my shopping and contemplated my "treat" I had to laugh at myself...I couldn't think of anyone else to whom this would seem appealing, but I was thrilled! See, it's the small things that make life.
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I'm glad that you are doing better. I like that philosophy. We really do have the ability to control our outlook on life, if not our gag reflex :)
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