Moving Forward...

I continue to live the life and enjoy the days. Things have been busy for me while I balance my job responsibilities with my commitment to taking care of my infant niece. She’s nine months old and I taught her to say “cup” today, so yeah, we’re moving toward a membership to Mensa at a young age. My job duties and the baby duties don’t leave me with that much time for home chores, but I get them done with the time left between sermons and diaper changes. No room for boredom, right?

The thing is that my body has started complaining to me in a louder way since this new schedule with the baby began. Last night I had a really hard time sleeping because my hip hurt throughout. It’s not really an “ow, this hurts” type of pain, but rather the kind of pain that can be compared to an annoying friend that talks to you during an interesting movie. It just makes it hard for me to focus on resting mentally and physically. The thing is that some of the hip pain is getting worse because I sit on the floor and crawl around with the baby.

I’m also feeling the effects of fatigue in a worse way since this new schedule began with the baby. I have had issues with physical fatigue since I came home from the hospital, and part of it has to do with the more limited amount of sleep that I get since the accident. It’s just that the amount of energy that I have to put out these days along with the limited break time that I can take throughout the day is really starting to wear on me. I can go from fine and dandy to nearly comatose without much warning. Woohoo! I know that I’ll get through it all, but at this time it feels as though I’m wearing down slowly day by day. The aftereffects of the injuries to my body from the motorcycle accident are relentless, but it always comes down to a personal sense of determination. I’m still resolved to see the good beyond the bad and not allow pain or discomfort to rule within my life. I think that I’ll teach the baby to say “perseverance” tomorrow.