Sometimes I wonder

Recently Max has decided that he's a tummy sleeper. I've found him a couple of times in this position. Like I don't already have enough stress little man!

Sometimes I wonder how I'm coping. Sometimes I wonder why I haven't fallen in a heap. Sometimes I wonder if all the stress will catch up with me. Sometimes I have one of those days where I feel so damn sad and feel that life isn't fair. Today is one of those days. I don't have them often and I'm glad when I do because it's nice to experience real human emotions. I don't remember the last time I felt human. I'm more of a robot and that's how I cope. The hardest thing about having a sad day is that it makes people awkward. They want to have the 'right' words to say and they want to make things better. Some of the things people say is so ridiculous I can only laugh. The worst/funniest thing that someone said was "oh well, he may just be a bit slow. Like a person from the country". Ergh right. I've now conjured up an image of Max turning out something like 'Cletus the slack jawed local' from the Simpsons, mixed in with Forrest Gump. I'm not a violent person but I wanted to slap him.....until he bled. Sometimes I wonder why some people bother to open their mouths.