I know that just a few days a go I wrote how I wasn’t letting this move and new baby thing stress me out, but for some reason I woke up this morning in a panic.
Not just a little nervous, but nearly a full blown panic attack. All I could think was what the hell are we doing?! Here we are moving out of this house in less than 2 weeks, we STILL don’t have a closing date on the house we want to buy, I’m starting my bi-weekly visits to the obgyn, and I’m trying to watch a 4 month old baby and keep life as normal as possible for my kids.
All of this while also packing up the house, trying to figure out what we are going to do with the fish in the fish tank, remembering to stop all the various services, figure out where to have our mail forwarded, figuring out what we need to leave out of boxes to use for these last few days, etc…it’s just so much to think about, and I’ve been acting like this isn’t a big deal!!!
What the hell is wrong with me?!
Waking up in a panic isn’t the best way to start the day, let me tell you! I’ve never gotten so many things done in such a short amount of time, but it does make for one cranky Mom! I did my best to portray calm while getting Landon ready for school this morning, but I don’t know if I’ll be able to be such a good actress tomorrow and until this nightmare is over.
I wonder if now would be a good time to also learn the art of meditation? I’ll just add that to my list of things to get done!