Anxious . . .

I have had some nervous energy, just about all day.  I haven't been able to get settled into my skin.  I even cooked tonight thinking it would normalize things around here.  I am withdrawn, answering with "yes" and "no", not adding much to the conversation.  I know something is bothering me. I think he knows I'm bothered.

I thought I wouldn't get anxious.  I didn't think it would get to me.  I can't believe it is getting to me!  I mean I have been through this 3 times already.  I knew we were going to do this. This is what we want, we want this next step for him!

I think I can . . . I think I can . . .

We all have read the book The Little Train that Could, we all know the story.  A train up against big odds think he can get the job done and he does!  Great moral to the story. It is something I often forget, the power of thinking positive, of believing in yourself!

Recently, Sweet Baby Jake, or SBJ as we call him, turned 4.  We go for the annual check-up where I talk to the Dr. about my concerns.