A big, sloppy wet kiss to Karen

So.

It's no secret I've been under a bit o' stress lately.

Diabetes.

A three year old with night terrors every freaking night.

A baby with feeding issues so severe, that his pedi was going to hospitalize him for intensive feeding therapy if it didn't get better soon.

Buying a house.

Leasing our house.

Closing on said house, packing everything up, moving and leaving for our trip for Portugal... all in a two week span.

Yeah... it's a lot of stuff.

So. Why I felt I needed to take on DBolg week, I'll never know. But I did. And it couldn't have come at a better time.

You see, I was in a funk. BIG time funk-o-rama. I just wanted to insulate myself in a cocoon and hide from the world. I wanted to be left alone. I didn't want to blog, nor did I want to read any blogs. Dblog week forced me out of hiding.

So I wrote. I read. I met new people. Learned new perspectives. Giggled, wept, found "same" and then some. It was awesome.

Thank you Karen, for the kick in the pants I needed to start feeling good again. None of the above crap has gone away (although feeding issues are better and night terrors have abated for now), but it's okay.

Suddenly I feel like I can do this again. And for that, I am grateful. To Karen and the entire DOC.

If you haven't seen it yet, new-to-me blogger Mike did a thank you video and posted it on his blog. You can see it here.

I submitted a pic, and you can see it if you watch the video. But as a SPECIAL thank you to Karen, I thought I'd post the rejects.

Please ignore that fact that I am in sweats (or my "uniform") or that my son is wearing Christmas pyjamas. In May. Don't judge me.

Complete fail

Come on kids, they want to see your cute faces! Nice outlet in the background, btw

I think I fell asleep in this one. Only getting 4 hours a night will do that to ya

Look at the camera

I said, look at the CAMERA!

Mattias is outta there, and Elise looks possessed

Wrestling with an 8 month old

Gimme that

Not bad, but I look like I have one muttonchop because of what my hair is doing

It will have to do