I feel like my life has fallen apart. Sunday, I woke up with a horrible headache and my blood pressure was sky high. I ended up staying at home from church because of that and all the puking I was doing non-stop. Rob comes home on his way to take Fuzzy to the circus, and he finds most of the house under an inch of water. While I was asleep in the 2 hours he was gone our front bathroom toilet decided to overflow and overflow and overflow. Now we are stuck in a hotel for probably a week with a very bitchy toddler that doesn't do good at all in hotels. The cry-it-out technique that we have to use on him sometimes does not work in a hotel. Our house has been completely torn up, all the flooring is gone, and there are huge fans everywhere. I'm in tears because I just want things back to the way they should be. I just want to be in my own home.
On top of all that my doctor put me on bedrest because of my elevated blood pressure. I'm terrified of getting fired because of all my health problems, and all the unpaid leave I've had to take over the past year. What the hell will I do if I lose my job? How the hell can I rest with all of this weighing down on me. Why is nothing simple for me ever? I'm so tired of living under a storm cloud all the time. The only good thing that has happened to me in the past few weeks was hearing the baby's good strong heartbeat today.