Sunday, June 22, 2008

at least seven feet under

i have a sick feeling in my gut the chaos of this past week is just a taste of what having two will be like. there were many a times i was loading the dishwasher or doing a load of laundry or shuttling conrad from one activity to another when a huge sigh would just bellow out of me without consent. i'm assuming my body was dispersing of small amounts of life i'll no longer have when i'm 90, which is just as good, 90 doesn't seem to be cracked up to...oh that's right, everyone knows 90 probably sucks balls. anyways. part of the problem was that-that 3 foot little person who lives with us, that free loader decided naps were no longer something he'd humor me with. i never realized just how important those naps are to not only maintaining a non-hazardous bathroom zone, but for my sanity.

i'm sure being 7 1/2 months pregnant isn't making the situation any better, or that conrad has woken up in the middle of night twice this past week and ended up in bed with us, not to mention jon worked a typical long week-most days jon leaves for work around 6:45am and doesn't return till around 6ish that evening, so not only does it make for long lonely days, but means i'm not going to expect, and probably won't recieve, any help around the house. then today jon is working again-an on the side tile job, which is great because we really need the extra income, but it's hard for him and hard for me.

sorry to be debbie downer, but to write about anything else would be more work. this is how i feel: seven feet under with a shovel made out of rubber.

4 comments:

LIZZY said...

hang in there!!

Anonymous said...

oh no! no more naps?!?! Is there such a day? I don't think I could handle it. I mean, when would I take my nap?
marian

Kim said...

oh man. charlotte's nap are like my oxygen. i NEED them. i say you institute a 30 minute 'quiet time' at least. you deserve that and frankly, it's good for the munchkin too. keep your chin up!

Anonymous said...

Oh Missie!! I think Kim's idea of a 30-minute quiet time is great. You both need that time. Hang in there little chief!
-Michelle