shine-eyed girl.

10 days ago I gave birth to the most handsomest baby on the planet. He is my pride and joy…

Though I have this amazing soul to help permeate the world with love and compassion its difficult to keep my own love and compassion ob fire with the father of the baby. All of a sudden he is too tired to cuddle or talk story with me even though his work schedule is still the same and he doesn’t have to wake up every 3 hours to feed our son.

What am I supposed to do to keep this fire burning? I am exhausted myself by the duties of being a mother. There is no post parting depression down this alley now or in the future.

I wish it was easier like those I see on facebook. No rent. No job. No responsibilities besides to keep their baby alive and healthy. Well… I guess I wouldn’t want that because to think of the future I want to be able to tell Royce that his dad and myself did it all.