ugh. i have had a runny nose for months now. i have no idea what it is. i feel like i am terminally sick, i never get better. when its not one thing, its another. is this what getting older is all about? if so, i want my money back. or maybe its the weather, maybe my allergies or maybe its my overworked body trying to tell me, no scream at me–ENOUGH! sigh.
i never thought something so normal like, say pregnancy could change your life, physically that is. i mean we all know about the growing and shifting and stretching, the infamous nausea, the yacking and mood swings, but this? i mean, its been almost a year since he was born, almost two since i first got pregnant and it seems like my body still has not recovered, nevermind stretched back to normal. [getting there, slowly] no one really tells you about all this, the aftermath of the trauma of making another life. we all know about how it changes your life, he/she changes your life, you never sleep, etc, etc. but this? i mean come on, how long does it take for your body to realize that the baby is no longer in there? how long does it take for your hormones to realign with the stars to make your life a little easier? i guess these breaks aren’t meant for mommies, or at least not for me.
so i have resigned myself to carry a little blue pill bottle with a cocktail of blue, red, brown and white pills designed to cure what ails you, even if you yourself don’t know what that might be. i carry a roll of toilet paper in my ever growing purse, because my leaky faucet of a nose is uncontrollable these days. my purse is like a traveling medicine cabinet.
