The truth is, I'm tired. Way tired. Wow tired. Getting up 4-5 times a night to feed my lovely baby girl is not allowing for much good quality sleep. Doing it every night for nearly a month, makes for one weary mommy. All I think about these days is making through these days. Let me be more specific, making it through these days without a) falling asleep while driving, b) crying about how tired I am, or c) biting the heads off my dear family members, because I think they need their heads, and I should leave them where they are, on top of their necks. Coherent thoughts are not easy to form. Written sentences, even harder. Yet, I truly feel blessed and do not want to complain, nor do I feel like this fatigue is a hardship. But that's why I'm so tired about talking about me, my thoughts and my family, it's mostly just because I'm tired in general! Blogging takes some serious thought and I'm running short on those. My world feels small, just me, my family, and my pillow and I wish I had more to give to mankind. But, right now I just don't. So, there you have it. My weary woes. Boo hoo.
We spent the morning with big grandma, and she absolutely, adamantly insisted that I continue to blog on through this because in a year, or five years or ten, I will want to remember these days and I will want to look back on this time as it actually was, so keep the honest (shallow, incoherent, all about me, me, me) thoughts flowin'. I respect her. She is my most favorite person, besides my other favorite people (don't want to offend anyone). She is wise. So, I will do as she says. Blog on dude.
1 comment:
Oh girl, I feel your pain ... those days are comin' for me. I do hope you get some decent sleep. It's way hard to be a good mom, much less turn your brain on when you're soooo tired. Thinking of you.
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