Pointless
I really have nothing to say. I'm so stuck in baby world and being a mom, that the outside world seems strange and unfamiliar. Sometimes, at work, life at home feels like it doesn't even exist. Then there are those days that I'm staring at my baby thinking, "Did I really have a baby? Is that really him? I'm fat now, so I guess it did happen."
I saw pictures of myself today from New Years a year ago. I looked so much more alive, thinner and happier. And that was me at 10 weeks pregnant.
So, I'm exhausted and working on adding another day to my work week. I don't know why. Maybe to justify my existence in the real world. Maybe to prove that I can do it, even if I don't want to.
I'm just waiting for one of the two worlds to start feeling real again.
I saw pictures of myself today from New Years a year ago. I looked so much more alive, thinner and happier. And that was me at 10 weeks pregnant.
So, I'm exhausted and working on adding another day to my work week. I don't know why. Maybe to justify my existence in the real world. Maybe to prove that I can do it, even if I don't want to.
I'm just waiting for one of the two worlds to start feeling real again.