Runnin’ a little ragged.
Well, I had hoped that I’d be able to drop the kidlet off at My Gym for the morning, but I called yesterday and they’re booked up for the week. I love my daughter and I’m glad to spend time with her, but I’m not able to get as much wearwithstyle work done. I don’t want to fall behind on orders. I did toss together a listing for the Charlie Brown hat although it doesn’t look as pretty as I’d like. I’m going to try to get my friend’s 16-month-old to model it for me again before I send it off to its rightful owner.
I haven’t been getting as much sleep, and I also had terrible dreams last night. Since the hubby has also been working late this week, there’s not the extra support to make up for my tiredness. Not the best couple of days. I’ve been trying to find some time to get up to Davidson without the kiddo, since that’s a 30-minute car ride to a boring destination for her, just so I can snag some Lorna’s Laces worsted. The hubby had to go in at 6:30 this morning, but is going to try to get out early to compensate, so that may be my window of opportunity.
I’m just… tired. I’m not cut out to be a stay-at-home full-time mom. I think it wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t feel the pressure of all I have to do weighing me down. Realistically, though, that’s probably what all moms feel.
On the up side, I got my first order from Norway yesterday, which makes me happy. Also, I got up the energy to make dinner, some linguine with clam sauce, which turned out very nummy. The kiddo decided yesterday that she likes salt and pepper, particularly on ice cream. Little weirdo.
We stopped by Mom’s yesterday, and she gave us some foam rollers so that the kiddo could try her hand at the hair thing again.
“So I says to Mabel, I says…”
If I can just keep my head above water, I think it’ll be a good day today!
I gave up being a stay at home mom, back when Jake was wee. I just couldn’t take the isolation coupled with the intense need to prove my worth. Looking back, I’m a little amazed at what I did. I made my husband’s lunch, ironed his shirt and slacks, drove him an hour into work, kept the apatment clean, did bank runs for relatives (!?), picked up my husband from work, cooked dinner, did the dishes, and minded a new baby. Free time was spent doing laundry.
I literally went back to work so I could relax. ;\
I gave up being a stay at home mom, back when Jake was wee. I just couldn’t take the isolation coupled with the intense need to prove my worth. Looking back, I’m a little amazed at what I did. I made my husband’s lunch, ironed his shirt and slacks, drove him an hour into work, kept the apatment clean, did bank runs for relatives (!?), picked up my husband from work, cooked dinner, did the dishes, and minded a new baby. Free time was spent doing laundry.
I literally went back to work so I could relax. ;\