Christmas was just mentally, physically, and emotionally exhausting. I'm glad we went back and I knew it was going to be hard, but Zoe did make it a little better. I still miss him. And Nate.
Then we got stuck in Chicago for three days. Not fun, but Zoe made friends with almost everyone at the airport.
And then came the stomach flu, that I'm not getting over.
I wanted my kids to be close together, just really not this close. I can't even really think about it, it's just too overwhelming.
Zoe won't even be two yet. She won't be potty trained or anything like that. She'll still practically be a baby. Two babies. Can we handle that?
And where are we going to put it?!