I finally got here. There's still some stuff at the old house. We have to take them apart and put them in our van, which is illegal in every sense. No insurance, tags, title, or inspection sticker. There's no other way to get our big things like the beds, couch, crib, and tables. We have no family or friends...........nobody with a truck. But we've done this a few times together, my husband and I, and it will end up working out.

The apartment is nice...........very modern. But the move has put me under major stress. My poor babies have been through hell. They really hate it here, I guess it's not home to them yet. It's been hell.......literally. Kids have done nothing but scream, lack of sleep, can't find nothing, I wrecked up my car, and my husbands being a straight up jerk.

So much stress.......and no where to let it out. It has to be pinned up and consumed like a disease.

What's to be done.........shhhoooot......I don't know, maybe a hot bath or a good cry in privacy. If I don't do something I will have a melt down.

My poor babies.

Desirae