Do you ever get the feeling there is so much going on in your life, that everything is suffering and nothing is getting your full attention? I'm totally feeling that right about now!
My poor husband is being neglected and being a complete saint by picking up all the slack around the house and dealing with me nagging when I should be saying "Thank you!". Riley and Tyson have gotten so used having Rick around that they barely want anything to do with me- okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a little about that one. My homework is definitely sitting at the bottom of the priority list, which is sad because it's a lesson planning class and totally important for my Master's. The house is only staying as clean as it is because Rick is here to help. I'm behind on my Thank You cards and haven't even ordered Cooper's baby announcements yet- and he's almost 3 weeks old. Yesterday we gave Cooper his first official bath and forgot, yes forgot, to take any pictures of it!! (Which actually made me cry in my emotional state) Riley and Tyson have first bath pictures, but not Cooper. Do you think he'll notice if we take some of his second bath and try and pass them off as first bath pictures? :)
Forget phone calls to family and friends, that is nearly impossible to find time for. I'm even finding time to neglect myself... I'm on the every-other-day plan for showers and I actually went about 36 hours this week wearing the same pajamas. I think Rick is wondering what happened to his wife and when she was replaced with some frumpy lady who doesn't shower or put on clean clothes. Sadly enough, I'm using the precious time I do have right now to write a pity-party blog entry about my Mommy guilt when I probably should be sleeping or something.
The only one getting my full and complete attention these days- outside of the lack of pictures thing- is Cooper. He and I are new BFF's. We go everywhere together- running errands, attending my college classes, and even going on a date night with Rick and I to see "Fireproof" (good movie by the way, I would totally recommend it!). He and I get a ton of quality time together, which I am very thankful for. I ended up with mastitis a week after Cooper was born and his weight gain wasn't on track at his two week check-up last Friday, but otherwise we're doing pretty well. We have an weigh-in appointment tomorrow and hopefully he's back on track after a great week of eating- a lot of eating.
I know things will slowly get better and easier and more balanced, but in the meantime I'm struggling a little with all of it. It does get better, right? :)