This has been one of those days. I guess from being pregnant, I am just exhausted. I sit here in my living room while my little man is taking a much needed nap, and looking around my house is overwhelming.
There are toys everywhere, pots and pans out in the kitchen, dishes in the sink, laundry to be folded, food on the floor from Ben's lunch tantrum, my bedroom is a mess because Mr. K painted it this weekend, and I can't forget the dust bunnies that follow me as I walk across the floor (stupid wood floors). Then there is the dining room that I want to update, planning for Ben's big boy room, and a million other projects I want to get done. And part of me wants to cry and the other part of me just doesn't care. I feel so exhausted all the time.
These are the days when I have no idea how I will handle 2 kids and it should scare me but I'm too tired to worry.
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