I’ve always known that some day I’d launch this blog. I assumed we’d meet under better circumstances, you and I. I’d imagine that I’d be sipping wine, I am, smiling at the glance of my children in the distance, and sharing my journey of woman, wife, mom, and entrepreneur. Instead I tilt my glass of pinot noir focusing on the soothing sound of my running bath water while trying to ignore the screeching cries of my 12 month old. I’m on the verge of mental and emotional collapse so I’ve transferred the burden of my toddlers onto my 10 year old. I pray she’s better equipped! I’m hiding, both literally and figuratively. I’m drowning in my sorrows. I should probably see someone professionally in regards to my current mental and emotional state. My current existence makes me feel uncomfortably overwhelmed.