It’s 10pm and after a long, rainy day, I’m beat. Yet, my daughter is screaming and fighting sleep like I’ve never seen her do. My husband just puked out his guts. My newborn is wide awake and a little gassy (so not too happy either). It’s going to be a short night (or a long one, if you know what I mean).
It’s almost time for Josiah to eat again, so this will be quick. But, changes are taking place now. My new baby is starting to sleep better (ie longer) at night and my big girl is starting to speak in sentences and make her desires clearly known. This means, that by the grace of God, just as I need more patience, I am getting more sleep, which invariably helps with the patience… Yeah!
Also, the house hasn’t changed nearly as much as I’d imagined for having a newborn. Going from 0-1 child rocks your world (or at least it did mine), but going from 1-2 kids was a walk in the park and things are basically the same as before, except that there is another baby to take care of. So, the really changes are in the level of noise in the house and the amount of time it takes to get things done – both growing with more children. Also, the amount of love has grown as well and the pleasure at watching them develop and do the things that kids do.
Change is not always bad. In fact, I think I like all of these changes, even the trying ones (like Eila drawing on the walls and floor and peeing on the chair rather than in the potty…)
I used to be a person with tons of “to do” lists and couldn’t function without them. I’m still sort of that way, but not quite as obsessive as I once was.
My “To Do” List is currently full of things that I want to do and feel that I should do, but for some reason am unable to finish and check them off the list. One of the reasons for this is priorities (see my previous post) – I would rather invest my time in something else at that moment. Another reason is that some of the items require other people to do something – like return a phone call, etc. Also, I am tired, so I’m totally using that as an excuse, but that probably would go under the category of priorities – I’d rather be sleeping!
In light of that admission, I’m off to nap.
Is anyone else tired? I have been getting what many would consider more than sufficient amounts of sleep… about 8 hours a night, but I’m still completely exhausted every afternoon. I took a 15-minute nap this morning and still want another one now. Is this laziness? pregnancy? old age? motherhood?