One Week.... One Week... seems so close.. yet... so not.
I've been increasingly anxious the past 2 days... so anxious that I'm not sleeping well, and can barely function like a regular person.
Luckily my Mum is hereto cook and clean, and has a clear head on her shoulders.
I wish they could just take Charlotte out now, so she could be here, and whatever is meant to happen with her, happens. which hopefully will be more 'normal' this time, new to me. I know that won't stop my anxiety... but, I also think in many ways, it will help.
One week.... one week.... ONE WEEK!