I love my babies so much. They are seriously everything. The twins are 7 months old and Gabe is slowly approaching 3 years old in February. Why am I just now losing my shit?!
I had to share this one because this has literally been my internal thought process lately. Growing up is so ughh at times but I love how fellow bloggers can put it into words lol […]
I have known my husband for thirteen years now. It is crazy thinking back, looking at my fourteen year old self and thinking how much we have changed individually and as a couple. Some memories […]
Man this is out of control! Trouble in paradise? No. Lost my best friend? Not quite? Super social? Ehh, not really. Happy? No. Everyone around me is just fine. Yet I find MYSELF slipping away every minute that I try to make sure that everyone else is okay. I have been thinking of a way to write about this without feeling vulnerable but I mean thats what this is right? So here it is. I am completely losing who I am and who I imagined that I would be at this time in my life, completely in and to my my relationships with others. Maybe it is a sign from the universe that something has to change but one thing for sure is that it does not serve me nor anyone around me any good for it to happen.
Better late than never! I know how could I forget on Day 2 right? So this is an impromptu post for missing yesterday’s blogmas. I have been a little down the last few days or so – stress, holidays blah blah blah – when does it all slow down?
I wrote in a previous post about my excitement of finding out that I was pregnant with my second child and soon after, the negative feelings that ensued after hearing the reactions of others, craving some “me time” from a very demanding 18 month old and a husband who was/is so excited about the news, it literally was annoying theee shit out of me. Oh! and by this time, I had gotten the news that I was having twins. I still feel compelled to defend the fact that I, in no way, shape or form, regret any of my children but crying almost everyday in my first trimester left me with no other explanation except for the fact that I was indeed depressed.