A better day

Today was wonderful compared to the hell I have been suffering for the past month. I slept better last night than I have in weeks. I woke up and ate breakfast with my kids, giving them the attention they needed from me. I felt like an awesome Mom for being able to do that. Then we went to a friend's house and had a blast. The kids ran around playing different games for an hour and a half while I got to chit chat. It was so relaxing. After we got home and had lunch I put Ben down for a nap and watched TV with Jenifer. Around 3:00 I started to feel anxious and needed some space. So I went to browse the internet on my computer. Jen followed me into my room and wanted to sit on my lap. She kept grabbing at me trying to pull herself up. Finally I stood up, and asked my friend if she could keep an eye on my two kids for an hour so I could get a break. I went to my Mom's for a half hour, and while I was there I realized it was time to take a Xanax. That I was an hour late on taking it. So I took my Xanax and felt better very quickly. It's so nice for the Xanax to be working now. I guess my body had to get used to it a little bit. So while I still had some anxiety and PTSD triggers, I coped very well and had a good day. Now I am going to bed. Good night all.