Today

Well this morning, some nice ladies came to the house to asess Stewie's skills.
They brought all kinds of toys.
Good thing they were all women, he loves to flirt, but hes not sure of men besides daddy and paw-paw yet...

Anyways he did pretty good. They gave me some ideas on how to encourage him a little more when it comes to doing things himself.

I hope he takes a nice long nap right now. After all the playing and flirting he should.
But that little sucker has a clock in him and he likes to wake up exactly an hour to the minute from when I layed his butt down.
Yawn.

Im better, mentally lately.
I feel less "overwhelmed" but still a little down.
But thats just normal for me.

At least I dont hate Hunny this week. For a good almost month there, I really wanted to leave him. Not for anything he did, just the way I was thinking being off the anti-depressants. I get in those moods...
God, I have it so good with him. It makes me hate myself for thinking tthat way. I mean Im a total bitch to him, he does everything for me. And hes the best father Ive ever known in my life.
I always tell him he should leave me. Find someone who deserves him. He says thats just crazy talk.
But duh..... Im crazy!!