Ahhhh...

I think/hope/pray that we're on the road to recovery. Little's a little better today than yesterday. It's raining. There is leftover soup for lunch. Hubster is home studying for tomorrow's Family Medicine Shelf since his preceptor is off today. I actually managed to rock my baby to sleep for her nap. I have beans in the Crock Pot for dinner. I'm going to finish this and pick up a book. I feel full of hope and optimism and pensiveness. (Is that a weird combination?)

Life is good.

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