Compare to Sister’s Blog: Month 7: Pulling Up and Solids
9/14 Day 204 F: Man. I KNEW it was going to catch up with me. This was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. I was a mean, short-tempered, shrew with a side of Go
rgon. I am tired and stressed over Project Pirate and I did it to myself. I mean, the invitations look really fantastic and it did feel good to do something besides wash dishes, do laundry, sweep, and make goo goo faces. But damn.
When you get preoccupied, you give less hugs, affection, and attention. Then your kids get clingy. Clingy kids get whiney and screetchy and blubbery. They do things like sit on their brothers or crawl after you crying because you were out of sight for 3 seconds. Then you get whiney, yelly, cranky, and feel like you need to throw the biggest tantrum (and you
kind of do).
I did find a little peace when I got to the point where I could assemble the last bits while nursing and sitting with Itty Bitty to watch a show on TV. I really wanted to nap. I finally get them done (there was about 16 invitations and 16 sleeve and a bazillion components) and we make it to the post office with about 15 minutes to spare.
Daddy Man brought home dinner.
As far as EC goes, it was horrible. It isn’t that we had no catches…we did believe it or not. At least five, but we missed a big poop and lots and lots of floor pees. So many were missed that Mini Moose was very distressed and put out.
Could all of this have been avoided? Yeah. Had I not forgotten and started the project three weeks ago like I planned Itty Bitty could have helped, it would have been fun not stressful, I could have added as many final touches as I would have liked but didn’t do because of time, and I could have made this a pleasant thing and not turned into a harpy on the last day. I let her “help” me with one of them and that made her happy so there’s that.
I apologized, let the littles play in the bath for an hour (they love to play together in the water) after my shower (I hadn’t showered in a week I realized!) and they were filthy little bits! I had to soothe a hysterical Mini Moose who didn’t want to be with daddy and was waiting for me to finish with Itty Bitty who really needed me to give her some attention. Before bed we group hugged and I apologized for being impatient and yelling and Itty Bitty said, “That’s Okay mommy, I sorry too.” Broke my heart. I put on a movie so I could nurse the snuffling Mini Moose to sleep, then I nursed Itty Bitty who was out in 15 minutes.
Thank goodness I type like 75wpm or I’d never get a blog done before I passed out!