I don't have kids yet, and I hope and pray that when I finally do I don't have postpartum depression. Because if today is anything like postpartum...I'm dead. I have been trying to look at things in a good light, but it just has been a bad day all around. Actually, it started last night after leaving my mom's house. It has only gotten worse and I hate it. I keep telling myself this one simple promise from a loving Heavenly Father... And if men come unto me I will show unto them their weakness. I give unto men weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me; for if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them. Ether 12:27
I'm glad it's Sunday tomorrow, I need that spiritual feeding.
Mom and Dad Anderson thanks for the chat last night. I needed it. I love you and thank you for being their for me, and loving me like I was your own. I love you!