How many more days until January 9?
Why am I totally nesting? I mean, seriously…laundry load after laundry load…relining all the kitchen cabinets…rearranging rooms…cleaning…crying over things that don’t stay clean very long (courtesy of the mega-shedding dogs)…re-rearranging rooms…rearranging dresser drawers…cleaning out closets….making list after list…
Why am I so moody?
Why can’t I sleep?
How will I survive 1 1/2 days of school?
Where will I put all the stuff that’s currently in my classroom that I don’t want to leave unattended?
How do you fold a onesie? Really?
Are we going to have enough money to eat next year?
What if S changes her mind?
Does anyone else have this constant barrage of thoughts pouring through their head as they wait out the last few weeks of their match?
Is anyone else totally NOT excited about Christmas, because it’s yet ANOTHER Christmas with no child?
Do you think I could sleep from Saturday until January 9?
How many people will read this post and misunderstand me and accuse me of being (insert your own nasty adjective here)?
How many people will read it and understand?
Where are all my bloggy friends who recently became mothers? I need to know what it’s like on the other side…
Thank God that Jesus and my husband love me unconditionally…