I admit that I wish I had more free time, but I go a tad cuckoo when I have too much downtime.
I admit that I want to move back to NY or up by my sister, but I will miss our town and the people we know here.
I admit I hate our house, it is just not a good layout for our family, but I am thankful every day that we got "trapped" here and not in our tiny townhouse.
I admit I love my kids, but having everyone here in the summer and trying to work is really difficult.
I admit I like working from home, but I miss having an office to go to where I could work with minimal distraction.
I admit I am sick of my dissertation, but know I need to finish it.
I admit I love my husband, but wish we could spend more time together doing fun things and not chore/work things.
I admit I know that my body can not handle another pregnancy and birth, but I am sad that I will never be a part of the miracle and wonder of bringing a life into the world again.
I admit that we are totally planning to adopt and/or foster, but we need a bigger house first.
I admit I am far from perfect, but I keep trying nonetheless.
I admit I am nervous about Finnian, but I know that we are loved and supported.
With that, I admit the little guy is up to eat again...off to cuddle him and soak up his baby sweetness.