Oops

Well, we got to bed way too late tonight, and then it got extended even further by the late arrival of my husband and the squeak of the front door alerting my daughter to his presence. So, cool that we both got to be with him before we went to bed, but also not cool that we stayed up even later than we already had ended up doing.

On the silver lining front, I did get her entire Fall skirt finished and mine fully cut out and ironed and hemmed. Now, I just need to put the pieces of mine together (and figure out the pockets), and it’ll be done, too. Hopefully, tomorrow. Fun, but not fun that it felt like a trade-off. Though, I only worked on my skirt because she was still so wired, and I didn’t want to have to fight her to get her to bed.

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Food

Okay, she actually ate a lot of protein just before bed tonight. Maybe she can sleep extra, at least on this first bout of sleep(!).

God, guide us, please, and rejuvenate us to do all we feel you calling us to do each day. In your name, we pray. Amen.

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Sleep

I’d really like for both of us to get some good, long sleep. It would help out daytime experiences immensely, especially on the whole ‘having the capacity’ front for me, and not ending up yelling and crying.

Anyway, she’s asleep before 10pm tonight, and that is awesome. So, I’m going to sleep ASAP. Goodnight.

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Hopeful

I was hopeful that I would get my daughter to bed again tonight just after nine. However, it ended up being an hour after that that she finally went to sleep. I had her in the bed by nine. But she was not ready to sleep. Nursed, but then popped back up and jogged off to go play with her dad’s shoes in the hallway for a while. I waited and relaxed, and then she finally came back and nursed again and passed out. Man, it’s hard work. I’m beyond exhausted.

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Eight minutes

I’m supposed to wait eight minutes after she falls asleep before getting up. That way, she is fully settled into sleep and has the highest possible chances of staying asleep after I get up.

But those eight minutes are sometimes some of the hardest minutes of my entire day and night. And they happen, sometimes, three or four times a night.

Ugh…

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Sick

Being sick sucks. But it especially sucks while parenting. It’s one of the only times I’ve been able to get help taking care of my daughter, and, while helpful, it is usually quite frustrating. Because I finally have the opportunity to get things done with my daughter managed by someone else, yet I can’t actually do almost any of those things, because I’m sick.

So, that’s about how today went. My husband took care of her away from home almost the whole day. All I really did was sleep and rest and drink lots of water. AKA got extra lonely all day long. And I’m still going to bed exhausted tonight. Ugh.

Being sick sucks.

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Pawning?

There are certain tasks that my daughter does with my husband (when he is home and doing them, that is), like mowing the lawn. It’s a ride-on mower, and she loves driving it with either of us. However, those things are kind of random and not easy to plan around. For this time that my husband is home, I planned, essentially, one activity per day for him to go do with her and without me, away from home. That way, I can nap or do whatever on my own for a couple hours, and they get solo time together, as well as his getting to parent on his own some, but not too much.

However, tomorrow seems to be an odd combination of his wanting to do multiple things that normally involve her doing them with him. On top of the play date I scheduled for the two of them early afternoon. So, it seems like they might be together for two big chunks of the day tomorrow. His initial reaction took discovering this was not a positive one. And it had me worried that I was pawning her off on him or something. But I realized that it isn’t actually all that much (especially compared to how rarely I get breaks when I’m on my own with her), and remembered that I am literally sick and trying to recover and be able to function again, and this might be one of the only days that I have him even around this week. AKA this is my chance to rest all day and get well. And I have no doubt that I would do the same for him, if the roles were reversed on this. So, not too concerned after all. Also, I didn’t plan for him to have all the things together. I just planned the one thing. It is coincidence that they get so much bonus time in the same day. And that’s okay. There’s nothing wrong with them spending more time together without me right now.

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Wait – what?

I heard someone talking about her “push present” yesterday, which was not cheap, but diamonds. Today, however, it suddenly hit me why that seemed so weird to me (aside from the whole thing being dumb and slightly weird to me in the first place for women, essentially, to demand an expensive gift from their husbands after giving birth).

Why did it land as odd for me? She didn’t even push anything out(!!!!!).

And no, it wasn’t for medically necessary reasons in the least. It was a scheduled c-section for her convenience. Yes, really.

And, while I fully allow that this is an available option to people, it does not, however, feel appropriate to have a “push present” when one doesn’t actually do the pushing referenced. Sure, the surgery was real and so was the recovery from it. So, call it a surgery present. Or a pregnancy present for carrying and growing the baby all those weeks. But don’t call it something it isn’t. As with everything else inaccurately named, that really bugs me. And it adds, especially in this case, and bit of disrespect for those who did do the pushing and didn’t get a present. Do you know what I mean?

Anyway, the whole thing bugs me, anyway, so what does it even matter? It’s just weird. So weird…

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