Overwhelmed by how much weight I still have to lose.
Overwhelmed by sick kids.
Overwhelmed by the mess that used to be my house.
Overwhelmed by schedules and trying to stick with them.
By the subpoenas, and the babysitting, and the antibiotics, and the bootcamp, and the calorie counting.
Overwhelmed.
And what I have to show for it is two new jars of flavored peanut butter and a mommy that continually yells at her children.
Nice.
