Maybe it’s PPD? This year so far has just been uber-overwhelming and stressful. Apparently THIS is what my aunt was talking about 11 years ago when she told a then-newly married me that the first year of marriage is the hardest. The first year of babyhood also sucks a bit, don’tcha know? Throw in little sleep, work stress, period coming back after 15 months and I’m not sure whether to cry, scream or hit. Unfortunately angry pissiness seems to be the rule lately, not the exception. I need to get over it, and quick, but I feel like a tumbleweed of resentment growing bigger with each rotation. Add in resentment at work/relationships there and the tumbleweed is more like a hurricane. Uncool. Send me “Put on Your Big Girl Panties and Deal With It” vibes, please, because right now I’d rather just pop in a pacifier and lay in the fetal position, shutting out life for a while.