Sheesh.
First off, let me explain why I "hid" the blog. I realized if you google my name that it is easy to find my blog. There is one person from my past that would annoy me if they read my blog and one person from my present that would creep me right the fuck out if I found out they read my blog. Soooo I could not think what else to do, and hid it unless you already have a blog. I had planned on Mr. moving this whole shebang to Wordpress where I believe you can password protect certain posts. But yeah, we are way busy and Andrea you were right Mr. hates being my blog bitch. Does anyone have any suggestions on how I could change things?
God Almighty, we have been fucking BUSY. But ahaah not the other way round, if ya get my drift.
Mr. is slowly( really slowly) healing. I have not had much time to call my own. But thank goodness he can drive himself now. Try and imagine( or not, because frankly it sucked) the AWESOMENESS of getting up all night with an infant, then getting up at 5 or 6 and doing all the regular morning bs, and then herding your two year old, your infant, and your husband into the car by 8 10 to get to work by ten of nine to get home by 9 30( unless there was traffic) to have your toddler repeating 'wanna get out wanna get OUT wanna get ooooouuuuuutttt" for 20 minutes at a clip, while your baby cries because he is hungry/pooped. Then go home and pick up the pieces, get every one happy, try and do some chores, get everyone into the car at 5 10 and get home by 6 40 to DINNER which was either made the night before or was something that took ten minutes or less and then put your toddler to bed while your baby cries to nurse and then nurse your baby and THEN clean up dinner and do laundry and cook the next nights dinner and clean the litter boxes and take out the trash and take a shower and TA DA time to nurse again and then get in bed and hope for some sleep in between night time wakings. REPEAT FOR SEVEN WEEKS. My days would start at 5 or 6 and run till 11 or 1 depending on how many chores I had.
I feel like I missed out on an entire month of Jamie's life because I just had so much to do. Spending 2 and a half hours in the car every day was the worst part. Or maybe the house work was the worst, since I was already in the hole from my c-section recovery. Or maybe the fact that Peter will. not. nap. yet is totally exhausted and so is a completebrat mess two year old from 4 p.m. til whenever he is wrestled into bed. It's like I gave birth to William Wallace and he fights the Sleep Battle each day. I love him, but he is seriously awful when he is over tired.
My eyes are shutting on their own, but I think we have turned the corner and I can post more regularly now.
First off, let me explain why I "hid" the blog. I realized if you google my name that it is easy to find my blog. There is one person from my past that would annoy me if they read my blog and one person from my present that would creep me right the fuck out if I found out they read my blog. Soooo I could not think what else to do, and hid it unless you already have a blog. I had planned on Mr. moving this whole shebang to Wordpress where I believe you can password protect certain posts. But yeah, we are way busy and Andrea you were right Mr. hates being my blog bitch. Does anyone have any suggestions on how I could change things?
God Almighty, we have been fucking BUSY. But ahaah not the other way round, if ya get my drift.
Mr. is slowly( really slowly) healing. I have not had much time to call my own. But thank goodness he can drive himself now. Try and imagine( or not, because frankly it sucked) the AWESOMENESS of getting up all night with an infant, then getting up at 5 or 6 and doing all the regular morning bs, and then herding your two year old, your infant, and your husband into the car by 8 10 to get to work by ten of nine to get home by 9 30( unless there was traffic) to have your toddler repeating 'wanna get out wanna get OUT wanna get ooooouuuuuutttt" for 20 minutes at a clip, while your baby cries because he is hungry/pooped. Then go home and pick up the pieces, get every one happy, try and do some chores, get everyone into the car at 5 10 and get home by 6 40 to DINNER which was either made the night before or was something that took ten minutes or less and then put your toddler to bed while your baby cries to nurse and then nurse your baby and THEN clean up dinner and do laundry and cook the next nights dinner and clean the litter boxes and take out the trash and take a shower and TA DA time to nurse again and then get in bed and hope for some sleep in between night time wakings. REPEAT FOR SEVEN WEEKS. My days would start at 5 or 6 and run till 11 or 1 depending on how many chores I had.
I feel like I missed out on an entire month of Jamie's life because I just had so much to do. Spending 2 and a half hours in the car every day was the worst part. Or maybe the house work was the worst, since I was already in the hole from my c-section recovery. Or maybe the fact that Peter will. not. nap. yet is totally exhausted and so is a complete
My eyes are shutting on their own, but I think we have turned the corner and I can post more regularly now.
