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Sorry I'm Late ~ A Note From Katy

By Katy Agro Myers

Last week was a whirlwind. My husband was out of town for work, I stayed up late working on some special things each night. Letting my creativity flow without the restriction of time constraints and children fighting. It was glorious. I had this newsletter almost ready to go, just a few minutes to finish up Friday morning.

My husband's flight got in early Friday morning and he crawled into bed at 3am. My alarm went off at 6 and I tried to jump out of bed. Only to be slammed back into my pillow with a severe case of vertigo. Between puking into a bucket and feeling totally clammy, I instructed my husband and kids on what to do to get out the door. It was career day and we didn't have a plan so somehow we came up with something on the fly and out the door they went. The whole day was a blur, I was miserable. I laid there thinking of all the things I needed to do - and trying to tell myself none of it mattered because I really couldn't do it if I wanted to.

The kids came home from school and my husband whisked them off to a family get-together at his sister's house. It was quiet, but I was still getting sick. Avery stayed behind to "take care of me" and of course I had terrible mom-guilt that he was watching TV. I heard footsteps, it was like a dream. I thought maybe Rob was home to save the day. It was even better. In waltzed my mom. I probably would have cried if it didn't take more energy than I had. She rubbed my back, took me to the bathroom, cleaned me up a little, and got me some fresh ginger ale. Sometimes we just need our moms to help.

It's Monday morning and I'm still feeling the affects. Like nothing I've ever experienced, but I'm trying to get myself back to normal and back to the routine. So here's your weekly newsletter, a few days late. But it's still all here ;-)






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