So tired.

So I haven't written in my diary in awhile so I figured I'd start. I'm feeling overwhelmed with college, raising Paul, moving and trying to find a job. I feel so immature for quitting my lastjob so soon. I feel like a horrible mother. It's so hard to find another job. I also feel like James doesn't understand how hard it is to take care of Paul 24/7. I love him but he thinks just because he work he can't get up early with Paul one day that he has off and it kills me. On a better note Paul is getting so big. He has gotten to where he reaches for people and now he can stick his toe in his mouth. He still can't roll over yet and I feel bad because I've been so stressed out that I haven't been able to work with him.