We've been home 1 week, which means today is the day Greg goes back to work. And today is the day my anxiety level is thru the roof. It has been sooooo hard this week. Soooo miserable, it feels like we've been living in a nightmare, and yet we chose this?
How many tears can we all cry in one day? Jenna has turned petulant, and doesn't want to share, even though she is playing with baby toys. Will still wants to hit and pinch her all the time, and I just want to pull out the gray hair that is now growing on my head.
The upside of yesterday, we all laughed 2 times. Does that balance out the tears?
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You're killing me! I want to snap my fingers and make everything perfect for you! Hang in there....we love you!
ReplyDeleteMary and Brett