I’m feeling restless. Wild. Fidgety. It’s like I honestly can’t sit still. I’m thinking of so many things and I can’t just shut my brain off. One of the stepkids is in the way of all of this snow caused by Superstorm Sandy. That worries me. Badly. But then again maybe I’m just borrowing trouble. The people I know are on my mind as well. So many people. So many conflicts; real and imagined. Surrounded at every turn by people who aren’t on the same path I aspire to be on. What does that mean for my baby. What does that mean for ME? I’m starving I need to go make food before I have to leave.
I just want to be a good mother. I just want to take all of the love I already feel for my child and give them the tools to be great.