It’s really just that simple. Depression fucking sucks. It sneaks up on you, even when you think, when you’re trying so desperately hard to convince yourself…that you’re ahead. That you’re in control. I should’ve known by the level of procrastination that’s happening that I was headed face first into a pit of depression….but still. I …
Sometimes, I really hate being a parent. Today is one of those days. I’m angry and frustrated and more exhausted than I can put into words. We transitioned the 6 month old baby from his bassinet in my room to his crib in his room last night. I knew it would be a hard transition…but …
I’m probably about as burnt out as one can be. I’m currently running on 4 hours of sleep, and the night before that wasn’t much better. Last night was super rough because now the baby is dealing with reflux, which both of my other kids did, so we were expecting it. But damn, it really …
Every…however often it is…things seems to feel worse. The shift is subtle, and usually, no one would be able to tell. But there’s one area where the shift becomes incredibly blatant and apparent. I don’t smile, I don’t want to be touched, I’m not going to pretend to be happy for your benefit…I’m exhausted all …
Happy Saturday, everyone! Oh, it has been a looooong week. My son is still pretty sick, and last nigh was rough for him. He was crying in his bed every few minutes “mommy, I need a tissue again, open the door!” He refuses to let me leave anything different or new in his bed. I …
My son is still struggling with being pretty sick. His genetic disorder causes him to be extremely weak, so he isn’t able to cough effectively enough to clear his own airway, which puts him at a huge risk for aspiration pneumonia. My days have been filled with smacking him on the back and helping him …
Hey there, sleep. It’s been a while since we’ve been in sync, hasn’t it? I’ve not seen much of you lately. We maybe spent 3 hours together last night. And not much more any other thought this past week. But, sleep, you’re supposed to help heal me. You’re supposed to help me recover from the …