The past few days I've been me again.

No anger, no yelling, more patience with the kiddies... What a relief. I was starting to wonder what happened to me.

Looking back, I think I figured it out.

I had started a new BC (darn hormones), I've been having some womanly issues going on 3 months now so I must have been a bit anemic, and the Lortab I've been taking (since my surgery in August) was starting to react badly in my system. Hence the meanness.

A few days ago I switched back to my old BC, started taking an iron supplement, and stopped the Lortab (now using Tramadol for the Fibro pain).

I can't believe it. I still have pain and exhaustion. I still don't feel good but I've gone to bed each night feeling peace. I haven't been yelling or losing patience. I have played and read books(lots and lots of books... It seems Lilly found her love of reading like her mom). Gotten my work done. Cooked and of course played around on Facebook. And all with a smile on my face.

Praying and reading scriptures and inspirational talks (like that quote from President Hinckley I shared in the post below) got me through the rough patch. It inspired me to keep trying and help ease my guilt.

But, boy... What a difference I feel now.

A HUGE sigh of relief. I don't have to hate myself anymore (until the next rough patch I guess.)

Loves,


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