Wednesday, October 22, 2008
over it
But it's 12:48 p.m., and I am still wearing what I slept in last night, and it's the same thing I have been wearing for... I don't know how long I have been wearing this. I have not bothered with a bra in a couple of days because I have not left the house, and he's on these things most of the time anyway. I ate breakfast at 11:00, and it was leftover tuna mac and cheese that was sitting out on the stove from yesterday. I need to pump to keep my milk supply up, but he does not want to be put down and is not sleeping for long during the day. Or at least, it feels like he is not sleeping for very long. There's a sink full of dishes, a kitty litter pail full of diapers, and I have not had a proper shower since Friday. Everything I do, I do at top speed: eating, bathing, laundry. But it takes me four hours to finish a Guinness. Most of the time I type with one hand, when I can type at all. I have a cute, new haircut I want to show off, but see above reference to "shower, no proper in days."
Motherhood is not glamorous, but if you wanted it, and you chose it, there is a strange beauty in the chaos and from a distance, I can see the humor. But the livingroom? From a distance, I can almost see the floor.
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2 comments:
Glamorous and real.
Dear Angelina and Sarah,
You've got nothin' on this Mom!
That smile!!! I get all warm and fuzzy when I see it!
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