I am now paranoid that I've shot the kids out my ute. UGH.
I can't take this for the next 6 days and counting. . .
On top of that sneeze, I went back to work, teaching, this morning. It was one of the most stressful and LONG days of teaching I've ever had. I wanted to quit my job and never look back by the time I left at 7pm. It was dark and I was not in the mood.
Not only was I tired from teaching but I have estrogen patches on my gut, needle holes in my ass and a ute full of babies--so I hope. Every step, jump, bump, bounce and nudge I shudder.
What's happening to them in there? How careful do I really need to be?
This is stressing me out. Is it the weekend yet?
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