Feeling more butterflies in my stomach with each passing day to her surgery. I only have 5 days to go. I'm trying not to think about it too much. I am trying to enjoy her little face the way it is now and imagine what she will look like when she is done. I'm trying not to think of the dangers of being in a hospital and how they freak me out. I'm trying to ignore my worry of..."Will she be in pain for a long time?"
I like butterflies, but not as decor in my house, on my clothes (daughter's clothes OK) and especially when they have lodged themselves into my belly for days. I heard this somewhere I don't know where---but I think my tummy butterflies have butterflies in their tummies.
On the upside, my house has never been cleaner, but I still have more to do. How is it that you can sweep the floor and five minutes later see you need to sweep again?