The day goes by.

My parents are still not home, it will be another 5-7 hours before they get there. At times I am so amazed at the distance I placed between us all. After all, we are the family that always lived in the same neighborhood, just streets apart and here I am 1,000 miles away.

As the day goes by, its time to push aside the sadness and depression and go on with my day.

What have I learned from my week?

I need to do more stuff with Megan (yes I know some of you fainted right now), I need to take walks with her and not worry about the mess, I need to sit down more often and play board games, read books, cuddle her in the morning and eat our meals at the table. ALL OF THEM. Even when Mike is at work.

I need to get more independent. I have scheduled a meeting with an admission advisor at Edison, I am hoping to go back to school, something in the medical field (what the heck I went to school for just about everything else). And when I finish my school, time to get to work. Megan also needs preschool.

I need to not allow toxic negativity around Megan, I wont change my in-laws. They will always find something to bitch about and someone to diss behind their back. However, when that starts I can get up with Megan and go play ball, play hide and seek or whatever. Remove HER from the situation.

Most of all I need to be happy, respected and loved. I need my daughter to see a strong mother/woman as an example of what she should grow up to be.