Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Burning Out

That picture that turned into my last post sans words was supposed to be about how that day last year was my due date. And how I had to wait 18 more days before meeting the most serious baby in the world. And how it's almost her birthday & I cannot believe that I've made it through an entire year. And how that light at the end of the tunnel is still so dim. Obviously that post never really happened.

You don't know how many times I've tried to post something these past two months & either gave up or been thwarted by the Doodle bug. Mothering in the hood lately has been a challenge to say the least. The moving, the growing, the teething, & the dog whining have been wreaking havoc on all of us. Don't get me wrong - I like it here & I'm slowly getting us involved in some local activities which, I hope, will give us some sense of routine. It's just that Freyja's separation anxiety is still in high gear & her naps are all jumbled & short & unreliable so I'm not left with any decent amount of time in which to sit down & write. If I start, she'll wake up (as she's doing right now....) & then want to play what I'm playing i.e. my laptop.

Five hours later & she's banged on the keys until an accidental shut down, nursed three times, ate half a jar of plums & apples, shoved several handfuls of cheerios in her mouth, fought through a diaper change with all her strength, screeched when I put a sweater on her beacuse fabric is the devil's work, cried when I set her on the floor beside me three times so I could pee, screamed when I left her watching Clifford for two minutes while I got a cup of coffee (hence the peeing), banged on an empty tin for 20 minutes & had me read 8 or 9 books really fast due to her impatient page turning. We also went down the street to the local community center where they have a drop in play time 3 times a week for a couple of hours. It took her a while to warm up to what was happening but by the end of the allotted time she was pulling my sorry ass back to the push mobile thing she fell in love with & started laughing at the other kids. I think we'll go back & maybe next time I'll work up the nerve to say more than three words to anybody. Afterwards we headed over to the Value Village down the road. This is the best VV I think I've ever been in. Sure there's the requiste bunch of shoddy, dirty, broken crap and a boatload of Halloween costumes right now, but this place has one of the best selection of books I've ever seen. Plus, buy three & get one free. Woo hoo! Today I bought 4 paperbacks & 9 children's books for $14. It's closer than the library & I don't know who is dropping stuff off there but I hope they keep doing it because reading is one of the only things helping me keep hold of my sanity.

Barely.

Calvin is trying to give me breaks from the devil child & it is slowly getting better. Better meaning she doesn't necessarily break into a vomit inducing crying/ screaming fit every single time he picks her up. Now it's maybe only every other time. Poor guy. Poor baby. Poor me.

Yes. Oh woe is me. Oh please feel sorry for me. No one else ever had it this bad. My life is hell. Blah blah blah. Ack! I'm making myself even more depressed with this stupid pity party. I'll stop now & spare you more whining. Too bad that's all I want to do lately. That & feel burning bitter jealousy towards fellow (mommy) bloggers who have their shit together enough to actually spare a few moments to write something smart / witty / funny / whatever. I really can't even begin to fathom how they are doing it. I'm so burnt out that if I do get a free 20 minutes to write most times I'd just as soon veg in front of the mind numbing tv. Because I know that if I started to write something it would end up just like this.

Boring, self-pitying & repetitive. Sorry folks... I'll try harder next time.

9 comments:

Green Family said...
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Green Family said...

From one Mommy blogger to the other - have you looked at Timbit Green blog lately??? No new posts since July 2006!!!! I am still drafting the catch up entry - not so creative either. You have your stuff together way more than me :) Take heart. It's amazing that you get any posts up! You're doing great and we all love your blog entries whether they are self pity oriented or not! (deleted last comment due to embarrassing typo)

Anonymous said...

Oh Lala. It's great to see you got this entry done. It must of been difficult to stand your ground and finish typing before getting Freyja (or was she on your lap by the end?). I wonder if you were like her when you were a baby. Sounds like she is going to be a bookworm like her mom (that's a good thing). I can't believe she's almost 1. Hang in there.

XOX

Gabriella said...

count me in on feeling the same way! Hang in there!

Jenn said...

At LEAST 4 or 5 times while reading this post I laughed to myself and thought... YUP!!!

Only, and I mean ONLY reason that I have time to blog....is cause I do it at work. Where there is no child!

bunmaster said...

thanks guys! Thanks for sticking with me - I appreciate it a lot. Really.

I actually got it finished on nap number two Maggie. I think part of the problem is that she might be transitioning from 2 naps to 1. The anxiety I don't know what to do about. We're working on it but it's exhausting.

Anonymous said...

I feel for you. I can only imagine how difficult that must be. wow. Sorry for asking for another blog entry last time - I was just missing you that's all. Obviously I was being selfish and completely clueless as to your crazy days. I guess there's a benefit to each phase only lasting for a 'relatively' short time - maintaining a mother's sanity! Unfortunately the separation anxiety phase is lasting a little too long. :) Hang in there!

Anonymous said...

Hang in there... I love reading your blog entries. They make me laugh so much. You say what I believe every parent wants to say but is too afraid...I love your honesty.

Thinking of you guys

Butlers

Anonymous said...

...please where can I buy a unicorn?