It's days like today when I'm not sure I can handle this alone.

Eva's sick…she's thrown up and she has the runs, and on top of that she's teething.

All night and all day she's been crying nonstop.

My computer crashed so I've lost all my work files.

The washing machine broke down and flooded the laundry room.

And to top it all off I have to get dinner ready because your family is coming over tonight.

I smell like baby vomit and poop, and I have a splitting headache because I barely slept last night.

I know I shouldn't be relying on Edward as much as I have been, but I really need him today more than anything.

I need someone to just let me have a break...or at least twenty minutes of peace so I can shower.

I feel like I'm losing it.

I've tried so hard to keep up the façade that I'm doing okay, even if Edward sees through it.

But now…I can feel the cracks in my mask forming…I feel like any second, everything I've worked so hard to keep together…the small pieces of my life I've managed to reconstruct…are going to come tumbling down all around me.