So tired. I feel so bad when he just cries and cries, and I don't know why. He's not hungry, he's not dirty, I'm holding him, so he's not lonely - they why is he screaming? I have so much stuff to do with packing and thank yous and taking care of him, and all I do is take care of him. And that's wonderful and all, but I would still like to do some other stuff. I went from being able to do anything one day, to nothing, the next. It's a big adjustment, I should at least have a transition time.
At least I'm too busy to worry. I just wish all this crap in the house wasn't making me freak out!
Off to feed my little man, then maybe I can squeeze in some sleep - I hope....
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