This thing called Life

So much has happened. Just in the past 2 years, I got married, got pregnant, had a baby. Lost my job of 13 years due to Covid-19. I lost my apartment due to not being able to afford my rent. Figured out the logistics and quickly moved out of my hometown. Left Everything and everyone that I knew to move half way through the country and move in with my in laws. I got pregnant again and lost the baby at 9 weeks. Extremely difficult time. I found a job 4 months after moving and trying to juggle it all. I want my own place. It’s been hard, my husband is dealing with his own set of issues that he doesn’t share so sometimes I feel alone. A new wife, a new mom in a new city and pretty much forced to adjust to 3 other adults & their personalities. Dealing with constant criticism and unwanted advice on how to be a mom, how to be a wife. You see, I’m a planner- I tried to plan my life until it fell out of my control. I couldn’t control Covid. Or my job- no matter how valuable I thought I was at my job, it wasn’t enough for them to keep me. I try to be positive and be respectful but sometimes even if they are “loved ones” they need a reminder that they are stepping out of their lane.