I just had my first panic attack in about a year... .my last attack was right before I got pregnant.

I haven't sat down other than to pump or drive since I woke up this morning. I haven't had a minute break. I lost it when I told my husband that I was tired and he acted like he didn't know that I wipe down our 4 week old and change his clothes everynight. he doesn't listen to me and then act like conversations were never held and like he really don't know how to do shit. he saw me having an attack and ignored me. our son is crying and he won't let me take him... I have to get up early tomorrow because our almost 4 year old daughter is starting pre-k in the morning. so I'm sitting here in the kitchen trying to establish a breathing pattern and trying to get myself to make a plate and eat since I haven't eaten since breakfast.

I feel like a supermom with no superpowers. just broken.