I call today Pity Party day... where I have a pity party for myself.
Some days with J always studying for this stupid exam I feel like I'm alone in this whole baby thing. I drafted, reviewed, and wrote our Birth Plan (he never even read it). I built the changing table, I've done half the crib (at the point where I need help). I did all the baby's laundry. I folded all of his clothing. I sorted all the books/toys. I organized all the cloth diapers. I packed the hospital bags. I.... well you get the point by now I assume.
I think in this life the thing I hate most is feeling alone, especially when going into unknown territory. I have MANY issues of people leaving me in my past :(
Sigh... tomorrow will be the anti-pity party! I'm going to do something awesome. Not sure what, but it will be awesome!
I am so sorry to hear about your day, but I can tell you that three years ago I was totally there. Pregnant with my husband consumed by his job. I assure you things will get better. You are in my thoughts, hopes, and prayers. A better is coming after while. :-)
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