my husband

This whole scissors thing has been really really hard on me today. I've had all kinds of thoughts, from wanting to hurt Josiah, to wanting to run away and never come back... 

But one good thing did come out of it. I learned something about my husband. He backs me up confidently, completely, and with strength. He knows how to encourage me and help me out of my spiral toward total despair. 

And even though our communication needs a LOT of work (and that is the understatement of the year), in many ways he understands me like no one else. Because he lives in this house. He does this family with me.

HOW do single mommas do it?

I can't even imagine.