I’ve had a headache for about two weeks, and now that today was a completely free day, I’m taking it off.
Ok, not “off.” I’m always “on” as a mom. I never get to zone out, or ignore my kids, or lay in bed all day. Those days are done, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. But I do feel pretty crappy, and its nice to lay in bed while they do. That is our family’s current state. We’re all in bed. Except Brady. He has a job and stuff.
I usually, at the very least, make the bed and do the dishes and tidy up the kitchen a bit. I packed the dishwasher, but I didn’t gather any rogue dishes from around the house. I didn’t even wipe the table. There are bottles in our room and downstairs that I did not retrieve. And the bed didn’t get touched. Well, its currently occupied so I’m sure it’ll live. But seriously, as much as I am able, I am taking today off.
Have you seen the little meme that floats around Facebook once in a while with the lazy puppy on it? It states “I can’t adult today.” That is definitely how I feel. I cannot adult today. But the reality is, I have to, at least to an extent. But I’m going to adult as little as possible today, and try to grow up a bit for tomorrow. I made a very ominous list called “Can’t put off!” I probably should have called it “Sunshine and happiness,” but every time I say “happiness” Dekker asks “What you said about a penis?” and we get nowhere. The list contains decisions Brady and I have to make sooner than later, things we have to schedule, and a handful of other things, I’m sure. I’d check, in order to give you specific examples, but I don’t want to know myself.
Maybe we’ll deal with some of it tonight, but not now. Now is the time for YouTube and maybe even a bit of shut eye. Rowan has been giving us these beautiful stretches at night. He goes down anytime between 8:00 and 9:00, and he sleeps until 3:00!! But then he wakes up at 6:00-ish and isn’t hungry enough for a bottle, he’s between awake and asleep, but he cries loudly and with determination. But wants nothing really. So while I get that nice stretch, the night is cut a bit short on me. I feel like my eyes will always be rimmed red, but I know they won’t be. Ro is only nine weeks old today. I’m pretty sure he’s allowed a bit more time to figure out sleeping 😉
I, on the other hand, am thinking I’d like to familiarize myself with sleeping a bit right now. A nap it is!!