I'm completely restless. Unable to sleep, despite being exhausted. And I'm feeling like all my feelings are completely ridiculous. Like all my "problems" are first world problems and most of the world would consider my blessed beyond measure.
Looking forward to Women of Faith this weekend. I need a good, baby-free, event with God.
Out of the heart, the mouth speaks. And there has been a lot of ugly stuff coming out of me lately.
Motherhood and life are beating me to a pulp right now. God is definitely reminding me that I'm just human and a fallen, broken one at that.
Wish I could sleep and just wake up happy. And rested.