Sorry, I don't usually swear. Okay, I never swear. "Damn" is about as harsh a word as you'll ever hear from my mouth. But when you hear it, heads up. I am usually pretty upset. I am pretty upset about being so damn insecure. I guess it's kind of freeing to say that, too. I think I can say it now, as it's been nearly a year since the last post, and is anybody reading this anymore? I don't know if anyone ever was any way.
And there I go feeling insecure again. I guess nobody likes me. Oh stop right there! I know I know, there is nothing more lame than self pity. This is why I choose at this time to swear. Damn it all! I hate insecurity. I hate inhibitions. This after a day with people who I don't think really like me. Who would ever dare to admit that? ARGGGG I could say so much more but it probably would not benefit anyone, and I wish to honour God with my words so all I can say is... damn insecurity!!
Nearly a year. So we have another baby now, and she is beautiful. We are a happy little family. I just wish I could be a little more confident in myself. But motherhood is getting better with two, surprisingly, and much to my relief.
I will end with that.