First Week of Work
Most mornings, I start out like this:
|Fresh faced (minus the bags under my eyes), smiling, ready to take on the world.|
|Panicked, overwhelmed, and all sorts of frazzled (and also, apparently, chin-less).|
I drove home today, hugged and kissed the twins hello, chatted with my brother-in-law for approximately 90 seconds, and then crawled into bed - fully dressed - and pulled the covers over my head for over an hour.
I am overwhelmed in the best way.