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Old Jul 30, 2004, 12:55 PM
decogirl1 decogirl1 is offline
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Hello all,
I found this website this morning. I'm a SAHM (stay at home mom) with two daughters, 7/30/99 & 10/13/91. I'm married to a wonderful guy who almost understands me. He tries to anyway! My biggest sadness as of late has been anticipating my youngest daughter starting kindergarten next month. I just start crying my eyes out, especially when I'm trying to fall asleep at night. I was making breakfast this morning and just bursted out crying. I'm going to be a mess when my husband and I drop her off at school. I didn't get this upset with my first child starting school. Perhaps it's due to not having any other children. DH and I feel two kids are enough and on most days I have to agree with him on that. I still keep the crib and stroller ohh and the high chair 'just because' My husband has a hard time with trying to figure out why I want to keep such things... <sigh> Anyhoo, I'm teaching myself to knit--really a lot of fun. Also I keep busy around the house, I hate to drive anymore. What is wrong with me. I just don't feel like myself at all anymore. We moved to a town 2 hours from where I'm originally from, needless to say my parents and other relatives are there, not here. We have no family here except ourselves. I don't have a babysitter so that means we don't go anywhere together (alone). I feel isolated most of the time. which is due to not making friends with co-workers (I don't work) outside my home. There is much more but right now I'm so sad (for me) and happy too for my daughter's new beginning at school. I feel better some days then it hits me all over again Today is my youngest daughter's birthday. What to do?? I know it helps to talk to others, perhaps others who are in the same boat. That is why I found this website/forum, I just .... I hate the way I feel. I need some feedback. Eeep!

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