lazy sunday...not so much

I've been fantasizing about a day like this for a while now. Rain. Nonstop. Perfect excuse to stay in bed all day. But after waking up at 5:30 a.m. to projectile vomit all over my body (thanks to my poor, sick baby), I've been in motion for the last 12 hours. Nonstop. I can't say that I've ever learned how to properly relax. That is to say, to take time for myself to do absolutely nothing productive and not feel guilty about it later. So here I am, attempting to take time for myself doing something I once loved to do as a teenager - write.