Oh man...life. I've been working on a blog post all week. I had to take a break from that post however due to two extremely clingy and moody children. Looks like we've started a club of three.
I love my boys, don't get me wrong; but I am so over being needed and touched. I knew this coming year would be difficult with being a single mom while Matt is away but dang this is hard. My anxiety is through the roof with COVID because without that, I would be having family and friends over to help me out. Yes, some of you will be thinking "oh boy, she drank the kool-aid" but hey, I think a lot of you aren't being careful enough and that's fine because everyone has different opinions and ideas. Regardless, just the thought of asking someone to come over and help gives me awful anxiety because that is an unsafe option that puts my family at risk. So I have anxiety from not asking for help and also if I do decide to ask for help. Also, I'm sitting in the bathroom writing this with both vent fans on to drown out the crying that is coming from both of my children for me not holding them. In fact, there has been a lot of crying from all three humans living in this house.
Motherhood.
