Last night and tonight I realized just how overwhelmed I am. So much to do, and not all related to the pending arrival of Baby Squiggle Butt. We've lived in our house for a year now and experienced a burglary seven months ago. I've never been able to get the house fully organized. I have been severely underemployed since June. I think I've been doing a really good job at managing and/or suppressing my feelings but as of last night, I'm overwhelmed. In general, I love my life and the people in it, it's just that there is so much to do that my head is spinning.
I need to take a deep, deep breath and get myself grounded again...BEFORE baby is here. Ack!