Sleep? What's that?
I have been feeling like ass the last few days. Migraine headaches that make me nauseous, and I can't sleep to save my life. Checked my blood pressure, it ain't that. I can tell you this much, I need a good massage, dammit. My hypothesis is that my eyes are shot, I need new glasses. So off to Lenscrafters I go come Monday. Gettin' old ain't all its cracked up to be.
Looks like Baby D. is starting to teethe again - the top teeth perhaps? She's chewing on everything. I love watching her in her Exersaucer, she gnaws on everything she can get her hands on, and occasionally, the toys snap back and hit her in the face (I cannot stop her from doing this, I've tried), and it PISSES her off. She's just fine after her little stagedive. I'm the one who keeps playing it over and over in my head.
I cannot wait to go out to dinner tomorrow nite - I may not eat all day - I want to get my money's worth! And if DH is paying, you can bet your sweet patootie that I'm going to gorge myself to the point of almost puking.
Yesterday was a nasty day - grey and rainy and cold as hell. I remember days like that BK (before kids)....DH and I would spend the whole day in bed, renting movies, eating junk food, and napping. Remember naps, y'all? WTF is a NAP?!! The only ones who nap these days are my daughters, and they're not old enough to fully appreciate them. As a still-somewhat-new mother, I find myself still sometimes adjusting to the fact that my life is FOREVER changed and bound to these two little lives. Yesterday morning I would have given my eye-teeth to sleep in until noon. BUT NOOOOOOoooo....some people need to get up at 9am and demand their bottles. Parenthood just rips the selfishness right out of you. Am I the only one who finds herself occasionally resentful at these little mouths to feed and diaper? Mind you, I love my daughters more than life, and am thankful every single day that they are alive and well and ...well, HERE. But sometimes...just sometimes...I wish that I could come and go as I please, sleep late, spend the whole day vegged out on the sofa watching junk food TV.
...but then Baby S. takes her little chubby hands and pulls my face to hers and gives me a kiss. God I love her.
I'm having more work-related stress dreams. I have three more unemployment checks and then its all over. I've had dreams about my last two jobs this week. Mostly about them hiring me back. I know I can't go back to full time work. I don't know that I want to. I'll probably wind up working part time after my mom retires because I think the stress is coming from depending on DH 100%. Part of me wants to have my own spending cash. I've been working since I was 13 years old for heaven's sake; its like giving up my independence.
Speaking of independence, I'm going to a CROP party tonite! Look at me, with a tiny little social life! How DARE I?
Looks like Baby D. is starting to teethe again - the top teeth perhaps? She's chewing on everything. I love watching her in her Exersaucer, she gnaws on everything she can get her hands on, and occasionally, the toys snap back and hit her in the face (I cannot stop her from doing this, I've tried), and it PISSES her off. She's just fine after her little stagedive. I'm the one who keeps playing it over and over in my head.
I cannot wait to go out to dinner tomorrow nite - I may not eat all day - I want to get my money's worth! And if DH is paying, you can bet your sweet patootie that I'm going to gorge myself to the point of almost puking.
Yesterday was a nasty day - grey and rainy and cold as hell. I remember days like that BK (before kids)....DH and I would spend the whole day in bed, renting movies, eating junk food, and napping. Remember naps, y'all? WTF is a NAP?!! The only ones who nap these days are my daughters, and they're not old enough to fully appreciate them. As a still-somewhat-new mother, I find myself still sometimes adjusting to the fact that my life is FOREVER changed and bound to these two little lives. Yesterday morning I would have given my eye-teeth to sleep in until noon. BUT NOOOOOOoooo....some people need to get up at 9am and demand their bottles. Parenthood just rips the selfishness right out of you. Am I the only one who finds herself occasionally resentful at these little mouths to feed and diaper? Mind you, I love my daughters more than life, and am thankful every single day that they are alive and well and ...well, HERE. But sometimes...just sometimes...I wish that I could come and go as I please, sleep late, spend the whole day vegged out on the sofa watching junk food TV.
...but then Baby S. takes her little chubby hands and pulls my face to hers and gives me a kiss. God I love her.
I'm having more work-related stress dreams. I have three more unemployment checks and then its all over. I've had dreams about my last two jobs this week. Mostly about them hiring me back. I know I can't go back to full time work. I don't know that I want to. I'll probably wind up working part time after my mom retires because I think the stress is coming from depending on DH 100%. Part of me wants to have my own spending cash. I've been working since I was 13 years old for heaven's sake; its like giving up my independence.
Speaking of independence, I'm going to a CROP party tonite! Look at me, with a tiny little social life! How DARE I?
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