I’m so happy…the bad times are past us, we looked each other in the eye one day and decided we trust each other enough to have a secod child right about now.
I’m starting a new job, I’m pretty much stable (even though from time to time I am afraid I might have a new attack, turns out I was simply not eating enough and not drinking water and sleeping enough, thus the bad state of mind). I can’t wait to start working again, to be preggers again, this time I’ll make it work just fine, the new poo factory will have me next to him/her from the very start, I won’t repeat the mistakes I’ve made with my first son.
We can do this. I know I am odd and have weird moods and manic states, but I’m learning fast. When my children will be a bit older, I’ll be there for them, I am sure.