Yesterday I wasn't so F. I . N . E .
I was more frazzled. I was sad. I dealt with it in only the way I knew how to at that very moment.
I crawled back in bed, curled up + wept for a bit. #seeicry
My sweet lil' chicarita wasn't happy with her new hair cut [REALLY? Cause I'm LOSING my flipping hair + you have the cutest, sassiest bob that a mama can get ya from Super Cuts]. My son decided he wanted to play football instead of soccer + didn't have his homework done. [ummm NO soccer tryouts are today + I already paid the money + you are going to be on a team where i know the parents + that is PRICELESS right now] And hubby had a nail in his tire + needed a ride to work. [hop in handsome- need a ride]
Is it wrong to throw out the cancer card? I did anyway. I tried to be gentle.
'mommy is sad she's losing her hair. so it makes me sad that you don't like your hair cut' blah blah blah. #fucki'mreallylosingmyhair
'mommy really needs 'normal' in our lives... so doing your homework like you normally do- after school, is more normal than freaking out about it in the morning before school' #bringbacknormal
But when mama isn't fine no one is fine.
ps: there was so much more to this day.... my girlfriends made incredible meals for me, i went wig shopping with my lil' chicarita, i sang tom petty with my sunroof open. i'll write about these later- but the 'notes' are in my twitter stream [you can read these over in the right column] along with my facebook updates.
