I’ve been in a bitchy funk because we have absolutely no money and it’s really stressful. It’s no one’s fault, really. Just life. Moving is expensive, and it’s going to take us awhile to catch up. Thank goodness TWO will stop drinking formula in approximately 6 weeks, which will save us about $100 a month. Whenever I wonder to myself, where is our money going?!?!? all I have to do is look at TWO’s little mouth. That’s where it’s going.
Sometimes I get really discouraged about it all and I all I want to do is whine and wallow in self-pity. It’s obnoxious. And childish. And then I have to remind myself that I am 32, I need to get it together, and I get to stay home with my children. I am very, very lucky to have a Husband who works so hard for us. And being obnoxious is no way to say thank you.
So thank you, Husband, for allowing me to raise our children. We have nothing but each other, and pretty soon I’m going to be sitting on my hair because it’s getting so long. We may or may not lose power before your next paycheck. All in all, we’re becoming more like the Amish every day.