God, what a freaking rough day. Rock hit my windshield on the way to my drs appt, so now I get to…

God, what a freaking rough day. Rock hit my windshield on the way to my drs appt, so now I get to replace that. Than right before dinner my 2 year old face plants and we wind up in urgent care getting 3 stitches. Now I’m just a mess because I don’t want to go into labor before I can take him back to get the stitches out, because I’m mom and mom always takes care of him. Plus, I don’t want to be in the hospital worrying about him. I already was upset about leaving him and not wanting him to feel replaced....I’m a wreck 😭sorry I just needed to vent....