My darling Bitchy,
Ahem. Well.... First, let me just say that's I'm pretty sure it's been confirmed that having children destroys most of your brain cells.
(This is your brain on children.)
I know you've been complaining to me for at least five months now that you're EXHAUSTED all the time and can barely function. And yes, I told you it was probably because you were working THREE jobs since last spring and running 4.5 miles a day all the while determined to maintain an active social life. I reminded you to eat REAL food (and no, coffee and fiber one bars don't count) get some sleep and take your vitamins.
I finally relented last week and made a doctors appointment in order to prove to you that you needed more iron. (I was also hoping the daily "complaining" phone calls and texts might end.) They had you come in and do some blood work, and I was hoping they would give you tiny iron pills and send you on your way.
Apparently I was wrong.
When you called me last night to tell me the doctor's office called and said you had something wrong with your thyroid, and that we needed to come in asap to talk about it - you rendered me speechless.
I'd like to add this to the ever growing list of "Things I've @)#($&# up since becoming a mother."
I applaud you for listening to your BODY and not your MOTHER.
Now, can I get you some ice cream? Some filet mignon? A billion dollar necklace????
Okay, I'll just sit here eating some humble pie and google all thing thyroidical.
(You're never too old to learn a lesson....)