Post ideas pop into my head all the time, but never when I'm in front of the computer.
I have my coat and shoes on, even though I'm also ready for bed. I thought I'd have to go on a little ride in the car with my baby tonight. (That would have been a sexy statement a few years back, but now it's literal.) Katie seems to be sick or tired or sick of being tired and I don't know how to help her. She's never really been sick.
It's quiet. Dan seems to be getting her to sleep finally. You could see I'm a huge help as I type out my feelings of inadequacy on here instead of facing them. That should really help in the future, I'm sure. It's a terrible feeling when you feel helpless. I hate myself for not knowing how exactly to remove her discomfort. I now know what my dad was always talking about when he used to say that he'd take the pain away from me and give it to himself if he could.
There's been too many times in my life when I've felt like I can't control a situation. I don't really consider myself a controlling person, but I like to have a fair grasp on things in general. There's a lot of situations I don't feel like I have much control over in my life right now, although some might argue. Maybe I don't want to control them. Or maybe it's exactly how I want it.