Why am I so stressed?

I am so stressed about something but don't know what it is...I've been fidgety and nervous since the start of the week. Last night, I couldn't go to sleep until 2 o'clock. Some reasons may be...

*Work...of course.

*I looked down at Corey today and realized how big he is. He's practically sitting up on his own and looks around like a big boy of a year old would. He's growing like a weed. He holds his bottle up on his own and takes his pacifier and will take it in and out of his mouth.

*My grandmother is coming to visit for the summer from Texas. She will be here on the 15th and it can not come soon enough. I'm so excited to see her...and have her meet Corey! I missed her so much it kinda hurts to think about.

*My mom went back to work after having 3 weeks off and seeing her everyday for that amount of time...I miss hanging out with her.

*I went to the dentist yesterday before work...no cavities but my wisdom teeth are coming in kinda funny. Kinda worried about that but even before my appointment, I was worried about actually going to the dentist and being late for work since it was hour before I had to start. It was all good, though.

*I've been stressed about family...I don't like it when people think of me in a bad light. People say I've changed, yes I've changed I agree but I know thats not all me and people should understand. I guess what needs to be done is to fix myself and that is exactly what I'm going to do. Not because I think I have to but because I want to. I want to be my old self and be lovable, huggable Rosanna. I don't want Corey growing up hearing how big of a bitch his mommy is!

As I'm writing this, all I want right now is ice cream...

I don't take stress very well. I never have. I talked to my mom about this at some point when I was pregnant. She recalls when I was a teen that I would just break down and shut myself in my room and cry and cry. Can't really do that nowadays...I guess I grew out of it. I do remember the day we were talking about it when I was pregnant, I did cry, she said it wasn't the pregnancy, it was me just being me. I think she's right because right now I want to cry. Just one more day of work and I have the weekend!