So I basically forgot about my blog until just now. Life gets in the way of the things we like to do the most. At least that's what always happens to me. I used to love to go on and on about my life and my troubles a few years ago, but now I feel like I don't have the time to think about how I feel let alone type about it.
Have you ever felt like you were drowning, either figuratively or literally? I have felt like that in both ways. When I was about four, I was in a family friends pool floating around on a raft. I was tired, probably past my naptime, so I went to sleep. Next thing I know I'm under the water. My mom's friend pulled me out, and I barely remember it, but I do remember the feeling of not being able to breathe. Sometimes I still feel like that, like I just can't breathe and there is no one to pull me out of the water. How do I deal with that? I love my family, but most of the time I feel like I can't handle the stress of being a mom and a wife.
Well, my son has officially passed out (on my floor) so it's time to get him to bed, and time for my workout.
Friday, September 2, 2011
Thursday, February 3, 2011
My First Post
I'm not really sure where to begin. I guess I'll just talk a little about my life (since that's what this thing is supposed to be about). My name is Megan, I'm 24 (almost 25). I live in Ohio with my husband (Dan), his two daughters, our son, my mother, seven cats, and a dog. I know what you're thinking, "That's a lot of beings to stuff into one home." Well, yes it is, and everyday I have to remind myself that this is the life that I've always wanted. I am a full time mom now, no employment for me, well unless u consider selling AVON a job. I don't, it's more of a hobby. I've started this blog because I just needed a place where I could let it all out and no one would roll their eyes at me (I know some of you might, but at least I can't see it).
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