Saturday, May 1, 2010
This afternoon is officially our alone time. Me and my little one will be spending the afternoon together, alone. Since "she" left, my mom has been sleeping over and my siblings come during the day to help clean the mess.
Since it was the weekend, I told them that I probably could handle it alone, but again probably wouldn't be able to clean up since I'll be looking after my tot. They're still coming over early tonight to fix a busted sink. They don't want me to get my hands THAT dirty. They're scared I might infect my girl with bacteria or something.
Oh well, the good thing is I'm slowly adjusting. I'm waking up early now to do laundry and some chores, then prepare for the day. I know I'll be fine real soon, I have lots of people wishing me well.
I'm sorry for writing about this again, but this seems to be the best outlet for my anger, frustration and joy. I know you understand about the anger and frustration part, but the joy? It's because it brought my family closer, and I came to realize a lot of things this week.
Now I can really say, it was good riddance. My house is now a home... and I can feel the love as soon as I walk through the front door.