I feel on the brink of a panic attack. I need to find my Bible.
Last night I woke up in the night, and could see lightning waaay off in the distance. I started shaking very hard and uncontrollably. I guess it was a reaction to thinking about when the roof came off. Anyways, after about an hour I fell asleep in the middle of it. Today I have been feeling like I am going to have a panic attack. I refuse to though. In Jesus name.
Our house looks terrible on the inside. Think of the worst mess you have seen and double it.
I don't know where to start...so I don't. There is nowhere I can put Tyrel where I can see him and work...without him getting into stuff, and he doesn't want to be in the Ergo all the time anymore. He wants to be down and PLAYING.
I could leave him with MIL, but I am mommy and don't want to leave him somewhere all day while I work...even if it is right next door, he is my responsibility....and so I do nothing.
We went camping with our church family this weekend...I'll post about it later when I feel more like it...maybe.