I Have a Confession

I want to rewind back to when it was just me and my husband. No baby, no dog, no nothing. I wish I could go back to then and make different decisions that would mean we aren't arguing constantly and we don't have a special needs baby.

I am SO BORED everyday and I've got so fat and disgusting. Everything I say is stupid or wrong or inappropriate. I've lost control.

It's a bad confession, but I have postnatal depression and currently it's all I can think about.