Overwhelmed this past week-ish. Cat with ruptured eye needed emergency surgery to remove it, is now snoozing on my leg as we settle into the couch for the night/next two weeks. He follows me wherever I go, must be touching me at all times and has been needing a mom for a long time, I guess. So. I am that mom.
I won't be one in the traditional raise-human-from-infant-to-independent sense. Just in the general, mom to those who need one for a bit. No kids here.
Thud.
I'm not gonna lie to you, Marge; being told that I can and cannot reproduce back and forth for almost twenty years can get to a gal. Now the issue isn't my lady-bits, but my nerve-bits. My knee bits. My myelin bits, what's left of them I suppose. My possible multiple sclerosis, my body rejecting me, my legs failing me, my, my, my, this is some bullshit!
Overwhelming. Yes. Also filed under overwhelming? The levels of cuteness radiating from the sprouts in the garden. Lavender, salad mix, butterfly bushes...so tiny! So squee!
My attention is being demanded by a very soft kitteh paw in need of reassurance.
Be good.
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