Taking a step back

Things are hard. 

Really hard. 

Anxiety has come a calling. 

Knocking down Anna's door. 

I'm a mess. I can't eat. 

She's all over the place. 

I don't know how to help.

School is impossible. 

The mood swings are terrifying. 

We need to know more than we know. 

Running away. 

Tears and defiance. 

Chasing.

Pleading. 

Crying and driving. 

Price Chopper and the playhouse. 

Bare feet and concrete. 

Police. 

Remember when I thought waking up with the baby was going to break me?

I worry this will break me. 

But it won't. Because it can't. 

We are taking a step back. 

We're going to breath and hold puppies. 

And make it through another day.

Because she is our baby and she is worth all of it.