Yup, that about sums it up!
Got my period on Saturday so I'm bloated as hell.
Not to mention we had 2 birthday parties and a family reunion this weekend so I ate like shit.
(Felt like it too!)
So, I know my weight is up....and right before trying to reach a goal.
172 by Saturday.
Not to mention, the sleep training was going well, but recently we've regressed...waking up at 3 and 4 am and NOT going back to sleep.
And....I stress quite easily, so I'm stressing the details of my son's first birthday party this Saturday.
As well as stressing over our laundry room project to be done by Saturday.
Long story short, my husband is quite handy and has great ideas...but they usually don't come together till the last minute.
And I like my shit done in PLENTY OF TIME!!
(this project was supposed to be done by April....)
I'm fucking tired.
I'm fucking cramping.
I'm fucking stressed.
I'm fucking over it all.
And I fucking ran like hell this morning!
Sorry for so many F bombs.
I feel that word gets a point across and well, did it?!?
I'll take any and all encouragement, ladies!!
Hope you are all doing more than fantastic!