My mental burden seems to be a little lighter today. Nolan had a fanfreakintastic night last night. Went to bed at 8...controlled *CIO for an hour and a half...Daddy had the magic touch last night!!! And...wait for it...He slept from 930 until FIVE AM!!!!!! Quick feed...some quiet reflection in his bassinet, another request for food and then back to sleep until TEN FREAKIN THIRTY this morning! I'm a whole new person today.
*Cry It Out.
I cleaned Spencer and Liam's bedrooms this morning, I drank an entire pot of coffee, have almost successfully fought off a cold, cleaned the kitchen, had some quiet time, pumped twice with no interruptions, had a phone conversation, ate breakfast AND lunch! I feel good to have got a few things accomplished. It's good for my soul. Very good. I like neatness, calm and order in my house. For the past 8.5 weeks, I've had none of that. For the first 6 or 7 weeks all I did was yell at the big boys. Not something I'm particularly proud of. I've been a monster to my husband...again, not proud. I've been spending money like a maniac....something I've noticed happens when i'm stressed, down, overwhelmed. Not good.
Well, all three kidlets are sleeping. Gonna ago veg on the sofa until they wake up! Lord knows it won't be very long!
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