I wish I had more to write about. I just haven't been feeling very good the last couple of days. I've been contracting more and having to double up on my medication. I got about a half day's worth of school done with Reagan yesterday, and today even less. Today at least we started to read the illustrated children's version of Robinson Crusoe that he got for Christmas.
Thank the Lord Reagan's a child who enjoys learning. I should really let him explore some of his educational computer games. I don't believe in them as a substitute for what we do, but at times like these they're better than nothing.
I'd write more and talk about more, but I'm contracting as I sit here and I'm tired and want to go to bed. Not that I'll be able to sleep once I get there! I'm starting to get a little annoyed at the vast difference between what my body needs and what's it's allowed to have.
Wish me sleep. And say a prayer of Thanksgiving for the wonderful husband I have who takes such good care of me.