I’m just coming off of a seven hour cleaning high. And, ahhhh, I needed that. I’m only working 1/2 days now and Silas took an extra long nap and somehow I got my momentum going and then Bam! for the first time in, uh, six months, I feel like I have a home again! Teaching full time and parenting full time is no easy task. Tack on a giant remodeling project that you did not consent to and it’s, well, hell actually.
I am terribly exhausted, but am here because I committed to be here. No profound musings this evening. Just a little check in. Day Care is closed for the next two weeks because of a swine flu scare. (Yeah, we’re having an outbreak in good ole’ Henderson County.) Silas seems fine and is not showing any signs or symptoms. Thank goodness.
He is, however, being a large night-time pain in the ass. Somewhere along the line, our consistent beddie-bye routine sort-of disintegrated and now we are left with the ugly fall out. Sometimes Silas will drift off into La-La Land with little complaint. Other nights it’s like we’re back at square one doing the screaming-soothing-caving-in song and dance that we started over a year ago. I’m willing to let him cry, Paul isn’t. Either way, it’s a real drag. But, I suppose, we have no one to blame but ourselves.
At the moment, Paul and I are banished to the living room while Silas tries to make night-night in our bed. I’m thinking of just camping out on the sofa, but Paul assures me that I have to take one for the team. I guess that means I have to stay up until the little prince commits himself to rest and then sneak back into my own bed. Ridiculous.
Other reasons for my sheer exhaustion: I’m fat. (But I’m climbing to the top of Connemara every day, so that should change.) I hate my summer job. (Over in four days!!!) We’re embarrassingly broke. (Getting a double pay check Tuesday!) I’m sure there are other reasons, but I just don’t want to appear like I’m whining or anything. Ha!
So, that’s that. That’s all the energy I have for today. Maybe tomorrow I can expound upon why vampire families don’t paint an honest picture of parenthood or upon the reasons why I wish I could sit and breastfeed and watch all four seasons of Project Run Way back to back in one day.
Stay tuned. And, thanks for listening.
It’s officially summer. May and most of June slipped by silently. At least silently in terms of this blog. I haven’t posted since the end of April. But, it is officially summer and I look forward to writing again.
