I wish I had a new story to tell you Postpartum depression is no joke. I sometimes feel so empty inside but then I look at my son and my heart fills with joy.
I am so thankful Daniel truly loves me.
I am so thankful I have family to help me out.
This phase in my life is so confusing.
As much as I love being with my son, I am starting to think about getting another job. Have some adult interaction. Does this make sense? I talk baby all day. Don't get me wrong. Its the best kind of talk.
Maybe I need adult interactuon. Which I do get from Daniel and my family but you know what I am talking about. I just want a job I LOVE. Not some job I dread going into.
Will I ever find my role in the job world? Or was I meant to be on my own job wise?
I hope he grows up to be something great in the world. Go to school and get a job he loves. Be successful and never depend on anyone.
I hope he doesnt follow in my footsteps,
I sure have made a ton of mistakes school wise and job wise.