Just days before my due date, all I craved was a quiet moment to breathe and prepare for our new baby. Instead, my stepson arrived for the school break, and suddenly our peaceful apartment in Chicago felt like a circus! Don’t get me wrong—I love being part of a blended family, and my stepson is a sweet kid. But with my energy at an all-time low, I found myself juggling endless meals, messes, and noise, when all I wanted was a little calm before our world changes forever. I feel guilty for wishing for some alone time, but I can’t help feeling overwhelmed and a bit sad that my last days of peace are slipping away. Has anyone else felt torn between loving your family and desperately needing your own space? I’d love to hear your stories—please tell me I’m not alone in this! 💬 #FamilyLife #PregnancyFeels #BlendedFamily #FamilyRelationships