I'm struggling.
The past few days I have been in an unbelievable funk.
I'm tired. I'm cranky. I'm impatient. I'm sad. I'm anxious.
Housework is piling up. Leftovers are served for every meal. Schoolwork is left unattended. Exercise is being half-assed. Toys are taking over. I feel like the walls are closing in and I just.can't.breathe.
I've been feeling so good for the past few months that this is more than anything a feeling of defeat. Like I had it conquered and it's fighting back up and grabbing hold of my leg and trying to pull me under.
Yesterday I felt like letting it pull me. And this most of today I felt that way too. But tonight I'm feeling stronger. Tomorrow will be a new day.
Tomorrow I will fight back. Tomorrow I will kick PPD in it's ass. Tomorrow I will take back my life. Again. For my kids, for my husband, for myself.
Life is too short, too precious, too beautiful to live in this cloud.
Kel! You are doing awesome! I cannot wait to see you...in just a few short weeks!
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