I didn’t know it was possible for a person to be this tired. You guys should see me right now. I look like some kind of horror show freak with bags the size of Texas under my eyes, clothes covered in goop, and a little purple bow halfway hanging out of my hair (courtesy of Erik. I should remove it). I smell like infant Advil. I have it all over. I need a shower.<\/p>\n
Poor, poor Elsa. I guess she is teething. She started being extra clingy and whiny yesterday afternoon and ended up with a fever. I know they say teething causing fevers is just an old wives tale, but in my limited mothering experience it seems to be true. She’s feverish, drooling, chewing, and I can see a bit of a tooth popping through.<\/p>\n
She cried and cried and CRIED yesterday. I had to hold her constantly. Luckily I have some baby wearing devices, but 25 pounds of baby is still heavy on my bad back.<\/p>\n
Erik is a very sweet boy. He tries very hard to help.<\/p>\n
It is NOT helpful to have a kid trying to cry louder than the baby. I guess he thinks it will distract her? I don’t know, but it’s a good thing I managed 20 minutes at the gym yesterday and a full lunch so I was less grouchy than usual. I gritted my teeth and tried hard to be nice to him even though I was ready to go nuts and start screaming. I was able to keep telling myself “I am a dignified and graceful mother. I want to create the kind of home I would have liked to live in as a child.” <\/p>\n
I think the food piece is key. I have been so grouchy with our low fat diet. I don’t like the food (I just recieved two cookbooks so hopefully that will change soon) so I avoid eating it. Then I’m hungry and fill up on junk. Junk makes me grouchy and isn’t very filling. So I’m hungry and filled with sugar and even more grouchy. <\/p>\n
Who knew healthy food could have such a negative impact?<\/p>\n
I made a damn good tortilla soup yesterday. Seriously, people, this soup is so so so so good and so simple. I don’t really have a recipe so shouldn’t even mention it.<\/p>\n
Back to being tired. Ugh. I’m tired. Full stop.<\/p>\n
Mike has been in AZ since Monday. He got home at midnight last night, talked to me long enough to let me know the business trip hadn’t been as good as it should of been and he has a lot of damage control to do today. He was gone before we got up this morning and is not expecting to get home early. His original plan was to take Friday off, but now it looks like that’s not going to happen.<\/p>\n
The only positive here is that Erik had carpool and lunch bunch today, which meant I have over 3 hours without him! I love him and love having him with me, but no when I am tired and grouchy. He’s just a happy go-lucky kid and doesn’t understand why mommy doesn’t want to hear his non-stop stream of chatter and noise. <\/p>\n
Ok, I better go take a shower while I have the chance. I’ve been putting Elsa in the shower with me, which works, but which is also a major PITA. Maybe I’ll look less like an old, haggard drug addict and more like an old, nice mommy if I get a shower. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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