Posts Tagged ‘tired’

Too tired to write more about how tired I am.

May 14, 2013

I am so tired. Like seventeen steps beyond what I think a normal level of exhaustion must be.

I felt like this before we moved and had all sorts of tests, though the doctor correctly predicted I was just exhausted from parenting. A few months back I was tested for other stuff because I had a sore throat (what, I’m not a hypochondriac. The nurse just took my blood, yo) and all that stuff came back normal, too.

My sister was here last weekend and said, ‘Why are you and TMD so tired all the time?’

My mother in law said yesterday, ‘It’s only going to get worse for you with home educating them. It’s a lot more work than sending them to school.’ Thanks for that.

We can handle all this. We want to handle all this.

But fuck, am I tired. Literally could not get out of bed this morning. TMD had to keep coming in and waking me up; flashbacks to high school, anyone?

I think, for me, it is that the introvert part of me really needs to be alone to recharge. The extrovert part loves people and is much happier if we go out all the time, but the key here is balance. The sick thing is that I was totally counting on chicken pox this week so we could stay home most of the week without feeling guilty.

You know 90% of people who have not had the vaccine or the disease will develop chicken pox from coming into close contact with an infected person. Apparently both of my children are in the 10%. Just like their sexual minority mommies.


Bullet points, all slightly off target.

September 4, 2009

I know I need to write answering Jennie’s question, post the birth story, and try to keep up with day-to-day miracles as well. But in the meantime, I am trying to:

  • figure out how to return a breastpump in the least expensive way
  • not worry about the vomit-a-thon that just happened here
  • be alone with the babies who are BOTH just waking up while TMD runs to the store quickly to get a box (for the breastpump)
  • remind you that I still cannot lift either baby, so even if just one wakes up screaming it will not be fun for any of us!
  • beat facebook into submission to post more photos
  • sort out birth announcements
  • bask in the memory of the giant poo I did earlier
  • remember to put thrush medication into Mano’s mouth
  • figure out a way to file down the nails on their right hands
  • make 25 zillion phone calls (we have all the forms for TMD’s parental responsibility filled out – a long story in its own right – and just need to figure out which ones to send where)
  • soak up the last few days of TMD being at home with us full time
  • pretend I will be able to sleep soon
  • rub my lips along baby hairlines (not as fucking creepy as it sounds, I swear)
  • remember to write about Corporate T’s new (requested) identity and just generally tidy up around this blog
  • ASK YOU FOR HELP – how do I save a copy of this blog in a READABLE format to my laptop?? Not the crappy way WordPress offers. I want a copy that I can read, read, read. I would be heartbroken if something ever happened to WordPress and I lost the story of my pregnancy and birth!