You ever have some days where you fear everything?
I guess I'm having one of those kind of days. I don't mean to be whimp. But, hey, its just not me I'm worried about. I got a baby to worry about.
Well, I'm worried about Steph & Lonnie's baby at the moment.
Here you have two people in college. One is going to be nurse. Steph. And she lets a 6 month old eat anything. Really. They let their baby suck bean juice off a piece of meat. I was petrified with I saw that. Really. But I had to act all casual about it.
I hate feeling uneasy about this. Anyway, that was over the summer now the baby is going into surgery. I'm really happy we have Charlie. I so want to keep him safe. I want Tristan to be OK too.
Then if thats not enough I have my sister to contend with. Who seems to only think of herself and her boys. I just can't handle it. I can't. OK, I'm such a whimp. But I don't want to get sick. I don't want to get hurt. I just want to be home making cookies. I guess. Which I know. I don't need to even be eating cookies.
Argh? Does it ever change? Or will I just be a little more mellow once the baby gets here?