So- now for something completely different.
I woke up today feeling trodden on, teary & just generally exhausted.
Bub is getting bigger – which is sad and wonderful – I miss my little bundle, but love watching her learn and grow and she waves. I know. How cool is that! 🙂
On the downside is teething and tears and constipation from solids and tears and messed up sleeping because SOMEONE just HAD to (insert shut door/cough/ use sink/use microwave/knock/make dog bark etc ) RIGHT NOW. She is still a tissue paper sleeper for naps and first half of the night, and still refluxy so sleeps on my chest (& its what we’re used to & i like it and I like to think she does )
But yes ten months and a half and I’m exhausted.
But here’s the conundrum..
I don’t want to change how I sleep with her.
I don’t want to change how I feed her
I don’t want it to be different.
Except for the noise that I can do without.
I could probably also do without Bub1 going through some psychological stuff that means time off school and panic attacks and needing to virtually run around seeking a solution or help for the third year running.
I could do without a virtually narcoleptic Dad of all and needing to wake him up every ten minutes (bloody illness where you stop breathing when you’re asleep…you know the one )
I could do with my brain back.
I could also really do with family or friends who would listen take it in then bring over baked goods.
Essentially I could really really do with a tribe today….
And oh God there’s still a baptism to organize and more urgently a grocery shop…
Thank God for bub.