I'm a bit frustrated, and feel like complaining. Sometimes one just has to complain, but not for long. Pain, sleepless nights, jittery body, brain fog, tiredness, discouragement, how did I get here, etc., etc. Then I have to remind myself that I must learn to be content in all circumstances that I find myself in. And to know I have a husband who loves me so much and is so encouraging, and family and friends that hold me up by words and prayers. So, I complain. Now, I stop complaining and get on with my day.