Eddie is almost two.
We both turn 33 this year.
We need a newer, bigger vehicle.
The basement has to get finished.
Miss Amy might not be able to take Eddie full time in the fall, let alone add one.
Cort is concerned with my anxiety dealing with one child.
I am on medication.
My job is uncertain.
Cort’s job doesn’t pay very much yet.
We both have jobs.
I have been putting too much pressure on my writing self.
Eddie is not my baby anymore. He is my big boy.
Three pregnancies. One baby. Can a miracle happen again?
I can’t even bring myself to pick up the toys.
Yes, we are thinking about it.
No, we are not acting on it.
I think I will take a nap.
Maybe it will all solve itself.
My words fail me.
Your words are unreadable to me right now.
Please don’t leave.
About Katie
Yes. This. Exactly.
I won’t leave. I’ll still be here.
It’s okay to take a break.
Go and take care of yourself. We’ll be here when you get back.
Rest. Think. Just be.
These worries are mine too.
Will I be able to have another baby?
Will PPD/A come back and pull me down again?
Scary.
I’m in exactly the same spot. Struggling – crashing – but still wanting another. Not knowing what to write. But for me reading others’ stories helps to know I’m not the only one. So whether you’re writing or not we’re here.
Deep breaths.
Rest, my friend. Rest easy.
Go. Enjoy your husband and son. Sleep. Figure it out. The blogging? Will be here when you come back. As will we.
We’ll all be here! Everyone enjoys you so much that we’ll be waiting.
Depression and anxiety are HUGELY linked to magnesium deficiency. Make sure you’re taking a magnesium supplement. I use natural calm magnesium powder. It drinks like tea. I like raspberry lemonade. Hope that helps.
Do what you need to do. This is your space, not your obligation. Your folks will still be here to read when it makes sense, and when the words are helpful, not a burden. As someone who has just emerged from PPD (or is still emerging?) – just do what you can and leave the rest.
Don’t blog if it becomes too much. Blogging should be a release, not a job. We will all be here when you have come back from taking a much needed break. We love you!
love…just love to you. rest easy. we will all be here.
Take the advice you would give to another and that would be to take a break. We’re not going anywhere.
Life is a fickle betch sometimes with all of its questions and planning and working and bleh blah…you take care of you and your heart and your soul first…then the rest (if it’s facken smart) will follow.
Love you momma. Always here for you.
I think the same way about a lot of things all of the time. You’re not alone in this. Time to sleep and recharge.