When Pat was here I really was spoiled. He and I were able to do everything together. I really liked it that way. Now I go to sleep feeling like I want to cry over the fact that I'm scared I won't be a good mom for Ryan. I can at least say that when Ryan wakes up in the morning and smiles at me, I feel like everything is going to be alright. During the day the one thing that makes me forget my fears is seeing Ryan having fun.
I know that this is mostly just a mental issue I need to get over, and hopefully I will in time. So I guess the answer to the question of how I'm doing is....I'm adjusting.