Going through hell

When you’re going through hell, keep going. There’s an exit somewhere, and you’re going to find it.

encouraging words that I hold into during the newborn trenches as my 1 month old only slept in 45 minute intervals last night and was up from 5am unable to poop or pass gas.

today I am so jittery and anxious and depressed because of the lack of sleep and wished I broke my leg so I could have a stay at the hospital and sleep well tonight.

im barely hanging on…but hanging on nonetheless…one foot in front of the other, looking for that exit.

my husband is getting deployed in two weeks. I need to be strong but I’m scared. i Need hope…