The baby fever is bad. Especially this cycle because I messed up my birth control and there’s a chance. I’ve become a poas addict.

I’m just not in a good spot for a baby. I recently lost my job due to mental issues and my boyfriend is supporting me, and we’re on the rocks due to his own life path and my own said mental instability.

I know a baby will not make anything better right now, but I can’t help but think about all the love put into raising one. All the purpose that has to give you. Or, likely in my case the ppd would hit so bad it would make me so much worse. Ugh. Life!