I am incredibly overwhelmed.
I put off my coursework to care for my kids.
I do my housework since I’m not doing coursework.
I put off my housework to do my coursework.
While doing my coursework my kids wreck the house.
The baby will not let me put her down.
I am constantly nursing, changing diapers, leaking milk, burping, soothing, being spit up on, peed on, pooped on.
I am constantly serving meals, washing dishes, pre-washing cloth diapers, grooming my children, educating my children, feeling guilty that I cannot find the time for educating myself, running errands, running myself into the ground.
I want to cry like my baby. Her cry is so committed, wholeheartedly unabashed.
I want someone to hold me, to rock me, to love me, to shhhhhhhh in my ear while I cry.
I want so badly for things to be alright.