I went on full panic mode last night thinking I had a 5 day lesson plan due that I didn’t even start. Found out it’s not due for another 2 weeks. I’m so over the anxiety school brings me. December can’t come soon enough!
It’s Sunday morning, my baby is snuggled up next to me while I’m finishing up some homework and my hubs is on his way with some Starbucks. have I made it? Is this the good life? 🥲
SOS I tried rolling on my side with my leg propped on my body pillow but I think I’m stuck! I’m scared to roll back over and drop my leg. I just want to be comfortable 😭
Broken legs are no joke. It takes all of my strength to get to the other side of our house and once I’m there, I’m there for at least an hour or 2 so I can regain my strength just to get up and go to the bathroom
Jonathan told me he didn’t want me to be his mom tonight and I actually cried. I know he doesn’t mean it but ouch, that hurt my heart. I don’t even know where he learned to say such a thing 😢