I admit, I'm a spoiled brat back in a day. I usually forced my then nannies. I just hate them. But luckily, I got reformed as time passes by. And also, I'm also a studying mom. You see, I'm in the last year of my Graduate studies and my hubby's been out of the country for 6 months now. 

I don't think that my scare is not because of the Post-Partum Depression. It's more of the reality that I'm facing. And no matter how I write my concerns by formulating an essay about it doesn't help either. And I think I also have an answer to my problem: pray and mom and mom-in-law's assitance to my condition. I think I'll go well if I think straight and also a support coming from loved ones. 

That would be great, right?