Where to begin....
I'm tired. Seriously. What mama isn't? I work full time. I have weird hours. I get up at 2am and I'm out and picking my daughter up by 1pm. I get to spend the entire afternoon with my peanut. I put her to bed at 7:30, spend an hour with my husband and then head to bed.
By the time we get home, I have been up for 12 hours already. I'm tired. I have to figure out how to keep my daughter entertained and attempt to keep the house in order and once in awhile cook dinner for my poor starved husband. He usually ends up cooking.
It's a lot. I didn't think about how much it would actually be and that in my mid-thirties that I would no longer have the energy to keep up as if I were twenty-five. I don't keep up. If it wasn't for the hubby I don't know what I'd do.
So what are we doing about it? Oh we decided that expanding the family was a good idea. I figured that I'm already sleep deprived so a second baby wouldn't make much different. I'm going to pray that I'm right.... a lot! Don't get me wrong, I am stoked about my little Womb Gymnast and I can't wait to meet Peanut 2 (We are waiting to find out the gender).
I think a lot about things and I research a lot of things. I figured I'd share with the world some of my musings and hopefully you'll find some good resources, some funny stuff and mostly relatable stuff. So in my tired mam musings join me for the last few months of my pregnancy, my ever growing toddler and my craziness in general. Welcome aboard.
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