To be fair, a significant portion of the "tired" could be due to the fact that we are still in this baby stage, which is beautiful and wonderful and tender, but tiring. Bethany is sleeping really very well for her age; she goes to bed at 8 and wakes up sometimes not until 6 a.m., but other times she wakes up at 2 or 3 a.m. It's still 6 or 7 hours of sleep in a row, but it is still up in the middle of the night. Last night, for example, she got up at 3:30. Great amount of sleep for a little body and little belly, but I didn't go to bed until 11 p.m. so that's a good 4 hours into my sleeping, and since my alarm goes off at 5 a.m. it's pretty much set that I won't get much more sleep (I know, I know, I need to get to bed earlier... but here we are again with the "tired" struggle, because the dishes have to get done at some point!)
So, this morning my alarm went off and my tired body just wasn't ready to accept it I guess. After the third "snooze" I must have chosen to ignore the alarm, because I woke up at 6:07. I have to leave my house by 6:30 with the girls. 23 minutes is not really enough time to get 4 people ready, especially not if the baby is going to nurse (which I normally try to do before work so I am not exploding). So, I threw work clothes on and fixed my hair, grabbed coats and shoes and outfits for the girls (didn't try dressing them) and unzipped Bethany from her sleeping sack and snuggled her in her car seat blanket.
And then I grabbed my manual pump, and pumped a fresh bottle in the car on the way to Sherri's house (who is very gracious) so that she didn't have to thaw a bottle in case Bethany wanted to eat right away since she last ate at 3:30 a.m. Straight from the cow *insert mildly amused but also tired face*.
I was telling Linda at work about it, and she reminded me that you just have to enjoy it and embrace it, because the crazy is life right now. That's what it is. And it's great. But it's crazy. But it's great. And it's going to go by so fast. She said "that's hilarious, you have to step back and laugh at it, because pumping in the car on the way to work is hilarious". And it's true. I'm sitting there driving with my shirt half way up, using a manual pump to take milk out of my body to feed my newborn, and singing Christmas music with my kids. And I'm also so glad that my car is tall and that it's dark out so that the entire world can't see me expressing milk.
Thanksgiving is this week already, on Thursday. I'm going to enjoy the holiday with my girls, and I am so looking forward to getting out the Christmas decorations together and for the first time, decorating our new house for Christmas. I can't wait to put up twinkling lights, set up a tree, have stockings on the mantle. Soon, my family will be here. Time is flying by, and I am going to work to cherish and enjoy every bit of crazy with my beautiful girls.
I'll throw in a quick update on the house in here, because that is certainly part of the crazy. We fixed our closet this week so that it has more hanging space and I really wish I had a before/after picture because it looks so much better. Bob came by and he and Chris got it all squared away, and then my in-laws surprised us with a new kitchen faucet, which I am crazy in love with. The last one was insistent on making my life difficult, because the hose would get stuck so when I would try to pull out the sprayer it wouldn't come out, and then the spray function on the nuzzle would go all over the place, and the handle was loose so sometimes when I turned it on, it would turn itself off, especially when the garbage disposal was running. So, anyway, love the new one!!
|Sisters playing together.|
|Crazy girl sat with all her stuffed animals and asked me to take a picture|
|Heidi reading "K is for Knifeball" - joke book from my cousin Andrew. Oops. Will have to hide those!|
|Freshly organized closet.|