We ended up only having to stop once and it was when they first woke up. When we officially
So today comes along. The hubs is at work. A is back to school. And E, well she's in her crib fighting her naptime. I am yet again left here to think. Think about how upset, hurt and angry I am about a multitude of things. I'm bitter.I'm sad.I'm frustrated.I'm questioning. I talked to my aunt today and although she is fabulous and knows all the right things to say, I can't help but cry when she tells me how strong she thinks I am. I don't feel strong. I feel weak. I feel beaten down. I feel tired.
I'm sorry that this isn't an uplifting and cheerful post. Its honest. Its real. Its who I am.