stress
I am so stressed it’s morphed into a really terrible anger. I will either EXPLODE or stamp it down until the next episode. I have little to no patience.
why is my son twirling around in his chair instead of doing school work? I can’t even acknowledge it because I’ll just yell at him and i don’t want to yell.
i’m so stressed.
stressed stressed stressed.
this didn’t help.
or at least not that i can tell right now.
i snapped at my husband and my baby wont’ stop crying and flinging himself backward onto the floor to hurt his head. *sigh*
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Husbands and babies, man. They just don’t make any sense sometimes.
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Can you go take a walk with the baby?
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Hugs.
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*huge hugs* Sorry you’re stressed hun. I do hope you feel better soon and things calm down a little. Hey, but you did say you were writing and feeling great from it! Try to hold onto that, as much as you can. 😉 Love,
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