There are so many things I want to write about. Like what I think about motherhood so far and stuff about the birth, but I never have the time. Or I do have the time but I just feel so stressed all the time, that I'm always hurrying through things.
Even as I am writing this, I'm thinking that I should be doing something else. Or I'm asking myself if there is something more useful I could do. Of course there is but I decided a few minutes that I was going to write something so why not stick to that?
I lost track of what I wanted to say. Good night.