I've been doing a lot of navel gazing this past week, and am still struggling to get some much-needed perspective. I keep wanting to put things up here, but then I overthink it and don't.
Pete got a job, which is so amazeballs and we're so happy about. But the timing couldn't be worse: he started last week, as I headed out of town, and he has a 90-minute commute one way. Um. I head out of town Tues-Thurs this week too. I'm having massive working mom guilt, and now, working wife guilt. It's tough. I'm trying to, like I noted above, get some perspective to figure out what's real vs. what's me having unreasonable expectations of myself (ahem, as that sometimes happens). Will post more when I can get my head on straight.