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I’m turning into “that mom.” You know, the one who’s 10 minutes late to EVERYTHING. I hate it. Hate it, hate it, hate it. I’ve always prided myself on my punctuality. I think that tardiness translates, on some minor and occasional level, into self-centeredness. After all, why is your time more valuable than mine? Shouldn’t we both respect [...] I know, I haven’t been blogging. Shame, as my grandmother would have said. I’m tired. I’ve been working a lot, mostly at night, and staying up much later than I’m used to. I’ve been working while sitting on an old, uneven couch, which is killing my back and shoulders. I’m stressed. About the house. About money. About [...] I bought these today. Freaking out. Freaking. Out. When I think about what I thought I’d be like as a mother — let me tell you, it didn’t include being all sentimental at $8 “Birthday Girl” shirts. And it certainly didn’t involve walking into a Carter’s outlet store and almost having sex with the first guy [...] While sitting on the pot lounging by the pool So I was flipping through an issue of Parenting magazine. (Don’t laugh. It was free with my purchase of a Boppy pillow. Yeah, I filled out the card and sent it in. At the time I mistakenly thought I’d have all sorts of free time to read [...] I’ve kinda sorta been feeling better lately. Oh sure, I still struggle to stay awake the first two hours of the day, yawning constantly and pouring cup after cup of coffee down my throat. I’m still sleeping like shit, tossing and turning and unable to get my mind to shut off. And, just to add more [...] While the Zoloft is at least doping me up enough to not want to drive off a cliff, I’m having tons of side effects. I’m groggy, tired, run down, hazy, unmotivated. I sleep about four hours before tossing and turning for most of the rest of the night. Plus, it’s making me have to pee [...] I saw the therapist on Wednesday. I chose her because 1) she was on my insurance list; 2) she was a woman; 3) she was about three minutes from the house. All completely awesome reasons to select a therapist. Her office was full of kid toys and kid books and teen magazines. Paintings of happy children [...] Warning: This post is going to be a mess. A big, embarrassing mess. I’ve been sitting on a blog post for weeks now, editing and revising and tweaking, but ultimately I’ve been too chicken to hit “publish.” But I have to say something. So I figure I’ll just do what I do best, which is: Open mouth Things are up and down with my boobs, which is stressing me out and probably causing more problems. I went to the La Leche League meeting on Thursday. I, as with most breastfeeding mothers I know, had heard many rumors about LLL. Namely, I’d heard that they were militant, feminazi breastfeeding proponents who advocated “nurse-ins” and [...] This afternoon, I was changing Althea, my little firecracker. She was doing her thing, twisting her back and legs to flip herself over, making me curse a few times in laughter and frustration. After some goofing around, she flipped onto her back and I managed to get a diaper under her. Her happy cheeks round [...] |
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