Day 2: Raw

Yesterday was pretty rough. I joked (sort of) with my husband that I had removed my only coping skill but eliminating sweets from my diet. In some ways, this is very true. I had a rough night with a fussy baby and had a much harder time than usual dealing with it. My dear husband actually sent me to take a nap at one point (such a good idea!). Later in the evening, I told him I just felt "raw". My emotions felt much more at the front, like my nerves were exposed. I don't think this is a bad thing, just different for me. Hopefully the passing days will force me to adjust and take care of myself in better ways.