Boobie Babble

Each year my husband and I try to observe Lent by giving up various things. This year I decided to give up diet soda, tv before 5 pm and sweets. Jason gave up tv all-to-gether! And he didn't cheat one single time. I am so very proud of him! I however cannot say the same for myself. I did really well with the soda and sweets. I did cheat a few times--but hey, I am human and I think God knows that. The tv thing...baaaaaa! That lasted all of a week for me. At 3-4pm every day that screen just called my name. Not making excuses but as a stay-at-home om there is something about a good tv show on an especially kid stressful day that does my nerves some good. Well in the midst of all of the temptations and struggles with our Lenten decisions God did something miraculous. I have been on sleeping pills for...man...hmm....since I was pregnant with my second child--Raeleigh. So I guess it has been over 3 years now. I suffer from fibromyalgia, psoratic arthritis and PTSD. Each of t...

My account of that day as it appears on auntloubooks.weebly.com: It was October of the same year of the 9-11 terrorist attacks. I was still dealing emotionally with seeing the images of the attacks, and I was not aware of my PTSD at this time so I didn’t limit my exposure to the trauma. I think the short period of time between the terrorist attacks and my personal attack ingrained the emotions and images of both into my memory even more vividly. I was walking to my car through an apartment complex parking lot off of Myers Lane in Bellmead, headed to school. The details that I remember are minute and crisp. I distinctly remember that I was going to wear navy blue addidas athletic shorts to school that day, but I melted the material with the clothes iron (should have been a sign). So I changed. I also remember that outfit in detail--Tommy Hillfiger flare jeans, a grey Baylor tee with a red and blue University logo and addidas tennis shoes. Something told me to ride with my husband that m...

Here it is 11pm and I am still up. Although this isnt late for most people I have always been one to need my sleep. As a teenager I was known to go to bed as early as seven--and I find myself now as an adult to feel my best when I hit the hay close to 10. With that being said, about once a week I feel the overwhelming need to go to bed by 6 or 7 and sleep completely thru the night til the next morning. I have a very lively and dependable wake up call around 7:30 each morning. It never fails me and never ceases to amaze me. Reese runs into my room, turns on the light and SCREAMS get up mommy, get up! How can I say no to that. Well, I actually know how but it never seems to work. So like clockwork I am up every morning at 7:30 am no matter what time I turned in the night before. I battle insomnia. This is my war. I have fibromyalgia, PTSD and psoratic arthritis. A NIGHTMARISH combination. The PTSD causes very frightening, very emotional and very real nightmares. Just recently I...