But the woe part comes in after dealing with a very very screamy (it so is a word!) Ethan this afternoon. That boy knows how to use his lungs when he wants to demand something.
Couple his demanding toddler behaviour with more test results back today and my head is in overdrive. The diagnoses of PCOS has been confirmed, but I don't feel relief from that. I am so confused as to what that actually means. There is so much information out there and I just don't know where to start. I am seeing my doctor again on Monday and hope to be armed with questions for her so hopefully my head slows down a bit. It is in my nature to just over think everything and that isn't doing me any favours at the moment.
Do you over think every little thing? What do you do to stop that?