Life's crazy...I would know.
I am 33 weeks pregnant, I have a 4 year old son, my Husband has a job that keeps him working 100+ hours a week and we just moved.
This might explain my anxiety/panic attacks over the last few weeks. I need to tell you about them. It will be good therapy for me.
But I can't today. Boxes are calling my name. Husband needs me to find him some underwear. And I plan to cook tonight for the 2nd time in 3 weeks.
Lofty goals...I think I can handle it.