I took the day off

Junebug got time with mom today. And she was so happy. I didn't realize how badly she needed some mommy one on one time. And I loved it too. Frank is A-ok and I can't feel any luckier. We are all going to make it. 

Marc is in a depression but he doesn't fully realize it. He's not handling change very easily. Even though things need to change because that's the way life is with an infant and a toddler who are constantly changing and growing, the very mention of anything throws him into a rant or a rage. The littlest things set him off too, like spilling some formula. 

He's drinking too much too, nearly every night but he doesn't realize it- and when I say nearly every night I mean to a DRUNK state. 

Min should be more worried but I know him. He doesn't handle change well and he drinks when he's depressed. 

Our life is one big constant ball of change and he is depressed. There's less time for his stuff (I have virtually zero time) meaning his games, his tennis. His freedom. More to clean, more to do, more to spend. It's all a mess right now. 

But I love him. And I know we will be ok. I know we will get through this.