Any way you look at it, I feel discombobulated.
I expected to be pregnant now. I'm not. My heart jumps a little bit any time I hear of an adoption opportunity, any type of adoption (domestic infant, sibling group, or embryo adoption). I want to be a mom again so badly. Cora and Mac want younger siblings badly. Know of an adoption opportunity here in Texas? Send me the details!
For the last month, my "down time" has consisted of packing most of our belongings into boxes as we prepared to move across town. To relax, I'd put down the boxes and tape and research new furniture options instead. We moved this past weekend and ordered new furniture yesterday. What do I do with myself now?
Oh, yes, that's right. Clean both houses and attempt to unpack our new house. And entertain the kids who have been mysteriously waking up super early since we moved (their new room is just as dark and quiet as the old one).
I'm not just tired, I'm weary. To say the month of May has been stressful would be an understatement.
Dear Lord, can June provide a respite from the stress?