I woke up crying this morning. Bad sign. And my youngest is on Thanksgiving break, so I have him all day without help. He's a hyper little dude, so he can be a real handful. It's so hard to take care of him when I'm this depressed.
I love to do crafts, and I've really been trying, but after a few minutes I just wander away. I'm ashamed of myself for being so useless to everyone, especially my little boy. :-(
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