Well, last night I got a good night's rest. I am thinking that my sleep schedule/habit is finally getting back to normal! Usually, I cry myself to sleep. It's been a rough couple of weeks for me. I am really sad about moving away from my family, but know that this is a great learning experience for me. I've never been more than twenty minutes away from my Mom. This will give me a chance to grow more and for Kurt and I to become closer, although I didn't know that was possible! We will be two hours away from his family, but mainly it will just be us. Kurt tells me that it's me, him and Gizmo against the world. I think it will be nice for our "little family" to have some time to grow. It will take me some time to adjust, but ultimately, I think it's a good thing. I sure hope to make friends fast though, I don't know anyone in the area we will be living! That's a little scary.
Onto another exciting topic, my body. Seems that she's been in a bit of a rut lately and I don't seem to be on the same page. I used to know my body inside and out, and I mean the slightest twinge, I knew what that meant. Not lately though, it's as though I am being kept in the dark. I cry at the drop of a hat and can't seem to get a grip! It was brought to my attention that I may just be experiencing postpardum depression. It totally makes sense. I read up on symptoms and I meet a lot of them. It's taking my body some time to "heal", so I've decided to stop taking Metformin and allow myself to have a complete cycle on my own before going back on it. I am hoping that it won't take long for my body to "regulate" itself again. All-in-all, I am positive about my progress and getting better. I am thinking our road is going to be a little bumpy, but I can see the "finish line" (to quote a good friend), in the distance, which is a good thing. I am starting to gain my hope and faith again.
