Hello writers!
I can't believe it's been two weeks since I checked in. Wow, but anyway.
I'm in a phase right now when all my resources - diminshed by cold and sinus infection - are going to my family, work and home. We didn't hire the girl from Yemen, there was a whole government application process that was going to take weeks, if not months, and we were really running out of time. We did find someone, though, so all's well that ends well, except for the poor girl from Yemen. I do like her a lot.
I'm a really lousy housekeeper. Seems no matter how much time I spend cleaning, the place is always a wreck. It bothers me the most when I'm tired, which is not the best time for cleaning, but whatever. We're a happy, mostly healthy, loving family. So the place is messy. Clear a spot to sit and have a cookie and some tea.
*Yawn* Pebbles thinks cow's milk is revolting. She also spurns formula. She likes to nurse every hour or so through the night. Any suggestions? *Yawn* Might not be so bad if I could sleep between nursing, but nooooo, I use that time to do my very important worrying. And that's even after reading THE SECRET for half an hour before lights out. What's the matter with me?
On the bright side, I'm down 20 lbs. {G}
Writing, well hey. Maybe later. Right now I need to take an Advil and dry my hair.
Keep blogging, I'm leaning on y'all more than you know.
2 comments:
Cindy:
Sorry, no help--but you have my sympathy. Sophie nursed every 45 minutes. We did sleep with her in our bed, so I could get SOME sleep, though...
Every 45 minutes, ugh. So tell me, why the heck do we do it???
Yep, I'm co-sleeping too. And yeah, I know the reasons - those fat little cheeks flushed pink, sleepy sighs, the closeness, the peace. The easy nursing. But geez. Why can't they just...sleep?
There are some nights that it works. Some nights it doesn't. At least she's gone to bed early tonight, it's only 7:30. And maybe tonight will be better.
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