I've always been sensitive to the weather. And a lack of sunshine. And this week has been no different. While the last couple of days have been warm by Eastern Carolina standards, it's been slightly overcast and (today) downright nasty.
It's raining/drizzling this morning and all I want to do is go home and go back to bed. That could have something to do with the fact that I was up at 5:00 this morning with a fussy baby. It could also be the fact that I have had the CRAZIEST dreams the last few nights and it's truly starting to disrupt my sleep.
Last night I dreamt I got attacked by a hairy rattlesnake. Yes...hairy. And it was a horribly vivid dream that I had a hard time shaking when I awoke from it. I woke feeling like I had the creepy crawlies and things were biting me. It was horrible. It's the same kind of dreams and sensations I had when I was on Citalopram (an anti-depressant/anti-anxiety I was on for a short period of time before I got pregnant). Needless to say, it was a horrible way to start my day.
So, basically, I'm feeling down in the dumps today. I'm a little out of it and I'm having a hard time getting motivated. On a brighter note, today is AA Milne's 130th birthday. The many adventures of Christopher Robin and Pooh are some of my son's favorite stories right now. Happy Birthday, Mr. Milne. Here's to hoping many, many more generations of children get to experience the joy of a silly bear and his best friend.