life with two
My heart is full. I am so tired. I find myself losing my shit more then once and having a good old cry when they are both in bed. I forget Evie is just 3. I forget that all of this is normal, and I forget that we all struggle at some point don't we. I am just taking it day by day, with the thoughts pushed back in my mind, and with the hope that soon, I'll get the hang of this.