I don’t know what to say. I’m at the point where I am not only physically exhausted but my mind is so tired that I can’t process a lot.
The baby is home. They finally decided on a name. It’s Maya. I like it. She’s absolute sweetness. However, my daughter is tired and irritable. She lost a lot of blood during the surgery so she is anemic and both of her legs and feet have ballooned, causing a lot of pain. Then there is Spencer who at 3 has a very high pitched and loud voice. The combination isn’t good. Yesterday, I went to drop off medicine and food and ended up walking away hiding my face so they wouldn’t see my tears. She was inconsiderate and mean. So I came home and cried.
I have to go back in a while to get Anderson to do our school work. We’ll see what mood she’s in and if she even realizes that she hurt my feelings.
Sometimes being mom sucks.