There are a lot of things going on that we can't really talk about. We are fine, kids are fine...just a lot of stress that is exhausting. Sometimes it feels that you finally start making progress, and then all hell breaks loose.
It's not one big thing...just a lot of little things that are piling together and getting overwhelming.
I was feeling really overwhelmed tonight. Angry about some of our circumstances, exhausted, and sad about things I can't control.
I've been binge watching Grey's Anatomy and an episode came on about a couple losing their baby. They had no control over their situation and there was nothing they could do to help their own child.
I cried watching it...but it also reminded me to be incredibly thankful. Not only for being out of the circumstances I used to be in...but also for these tiny humans. I was given the things I never thought I would get.
And even in my worst moments...I have to remember that they are my "why."