In reality I know the meds are necessary so I take them without much issue. And I'm definitely not ready for another baby. It's not even on the table. Hell we just moved into a two bedroom apt not a week ago - where the hell would we put another baby? My husband's just been mentioning things. He know I'm not ready. What he doesn't know is that I'm not sure I ever will be. But I'm not worried about it right now. My excuse right now is I want my son to be in kindergarten so we don't have to pay for daycare for two kids. That's another year away.

Better today, rough morning but ok day. Still thinking too much, but less than the last week or so. Maybe I'm finally getting used to summer coming!