This week‘s already half over. And I’m feeling half alive.
I believe in holding my family close to me and hugging them every. single. night. Life is short, friends.
I’m addicted to getting as much sleep as humanly possible. Which means I spend a LOT of time in bed. Like, a LOT. Which makes me, perhaps, the least social person I know. I’ve hardly even been able to muster up the energy for stalking twitter or instagram… especially in the last week. I’m not even able to be social via social media! Ha!
I wish for health and recovery.
I’m happy to be alive and to be harboring the most loved little uterus-fugitive I’ve never met. ♥