I'm starting to get my life back

Its been a really hard week. I haven't really left the house at all. Geez that just seems pathetic as I'm writing it. I didn't do anything at all productive. K hasn't complained at all. He says I have an excuse. I can see where's he's coming from but it's made me feel like a bad wife. A lazy bum really. So yesterday I finally just did something. It wasn't a lot. Just a load of dishes but it was a start. Then I made dinner. That made me feel better. Today when I woke up I did some laundry, cleaned the kitchen and picked up the bedroom. Its the beginning of my road back from this awful thing that happened to us. I'm still really upset and heartbroken. I miss my baby but life needs to go on and living in a clean house is going to make that a little easier.