Gloriousness in all it's glory.

You know when you really want to show off because your children, well they are just so knock out beautiful and look particularly smart....grab the camera and all you want is a couple of pictures where they show the world just how perfect they are?
Well......














Sometimes, you just have to admit defeat.

They have gone to church without me today, just me and my littlest boy here. I am not good. I am going back to the doctors and telling them to get me off the stuid meds. These new ones help me sleep, they also stop me waking up properly, I seem to get some level of consciousness and then wish I hadn't, I am miserable and angry and out of control. I stare at mess and am defeated by it.
I am back to square one EXCEPT I know it is the medication for the sasming legs that STILL TWITCH! It helps to know that i feel like this because of the meds but to feel this way when I was better, getting through it, is a blow.
I'm not doing it.
I like waking up and looking forward to the day.
I absolutely know what a good life I have, it isn't that real depression where I could see no joy. Just stupid medicine that is hitting me too hard. I don't like walking into walls, I hate cutting my feet on floor that is just 'there' and shouldn't be able to cut my feet. My muscles have stopped doing what my head tells them to do and they just swing any which way without a care in the world. Stupid medicine.