Being the mother of 3 is more overwhelming than I imagined it would be. Still in my pj's from this morning, its sad to admit that. Tired, cranky, overwhelmed, worried.
Oh how I wish I could sleep so peacefully...
Teagan had a few more choking incidents late last night. It's so scary. He's still so tiny. I just need to stare at him and watch him breathe.
Taryn is acting out. Big time. I miss my sweet, loving, cuddlebug, little girl. I hope she returns soon.
Ty starts soccer season first thing tomorrow morning, bright and early.
So thankful its Friday, and that Jase will be home all weekend long.
Oh, and today was my due date. I'm happy to be enjoying our baby tonight instead of laboring.