Five days until Transfer.
It seems so unreal. I feel like I’ve been standing outside of someones house watching their life for the past almost 7 months. Somedays it feels like there is no way this can me my life. Then, somedays, it feels like there is no way this isn’t my life. Sometimes I hate every second of life, and sometimes I remind myself that (all things considered) it’s not so bad.
I have a wonderful son.
I have a Husband who would do anything for me; who would give me anything I ever wanted if I asked him to.
I have a beautiful home.
And hopefully on Monday I’ll be carrying our next child.
It’s all still so unreal…everything feels so different, every single day.
Sometimes, I just wanna throw this picture in life’s face…