Reasonable Resilience

So I may have had a kidney stone. . . and maybe I didn't. The doctor wasn't too concerned so that means neither am I, right? It hurt, like you know what. I went to the hospital in good ol Muskegon and got an IV (2nd time in my life) and was hooked to a fetal monitor and also blood work and urine and I even threw up. I didn't throw up when I went through labor with Grace. So as you may guess, it was pretty bad. My mom was threre the whole time and Eric was stuck in Saginaw waiting for my sister to call with the newest bits of info. (No cell phones in the Hospital) I went home a bit apprehensive not wanting to leave with the pain, but there wasn't much they could do unless I went into labor, which of course, I didn't. Baby's still here, kicking me. They gave me Moriphene in the hospital which I was assured was okay for the little one, and if I could have I would have taken a bottle home with me. That stuff's gooooooood. Well, I was fine until thursday of last ...

So, I was thinking about me, Can I truly be the person that I am? I can't tell you how much I really think about things. I over think, I ponder, I worry and then I think some more. Why, as my daughter would say. And maybe that's why I think so much. I have to answer her question ten times before she'll let it go. I know as an adult that she only wants me to give up and let her have what she wants, but I still try to answer. Sometimes I say "because I said so" but that drives me nuts after I say it. Back to thinking, I was thinking that maybe I should stop that and just do, whatever it is that I'm trying to think about. You know, do first and think later. I can't honestly think (there I go again) of a time that I just did it, without thinking. Maybe it'll be my new philosophy. I'll reject thinking and only do. Then I wouldn't be me and no one else would be them, to me at least. Can mid-life be 28? I think my crisis just started. or, I'm abo...