Mommy's Little Breakdown

This morning I was what you might call the classic postpartum woman. 

Yeah, it was bad.

Yesterday, I went to the dermatologist to find out what my skin is doing. For several weeks its been red and itchy. No big deal right? I mean I just have hive-ish spots all over my face ::insert screaming mom::. It's a good thing I only go to work, the grocery store and home on weekdays. Anyway, I apparently have developed psoriasis since having Baby J. SERIOUSLY?! It's official, my body hates me. Hates me!

So, this morning?

I couldn't find clothes to wear that felt comfortable, my face was extra red from the medicine I've been given and J didn't sleep very well last night at all. This is basically a recipe for disaster, or at least a crazy momma. I cried and cried before Hubby B left for work. Then I pulled myself together, took J to daycare and went to work.

Oh foolish, foolish me. I only made it about ten minutes at work before breaking down in tears again. One of my sweet coworkers gave me a pep talk and told me to head home until after lunch. Luckily, she told the boss lady I wasn't feeling well. Even more luckily? I work in a very small office where this wasn't a big deal.

You know what I did? Came home laid in bed and caught up on my Kardashian craziness.

Sometimes I've got to remind myself...

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