I’m Beautiful Like Me.

Today was shaped (as most days are) by my mood. Not good.

I’m really loving the Diva cup, but second day visits from Aunt Ruby are heavy and there was a mess. Helluva way to wake up, lemme tell ya. All things considered, the Diva cup did a damn fine job. At least I got to clean up before the boy woke up.

Joy and her cousin were already up and already had breakfast. They went out to play. The temps were mild today. The boy ate like he’s got a tapeworm again today. Pint-sized garbage disposal, he is. He had fruit and bread and Chicken & Dumplins and biter biscuit and two(!) slices of pizza. Husband woke up at around noon, just after getting the boy down for a short nap. I laid down for a nap, too. Just feeling headache-y and generally ick all day. I read 2 chapters of “Restaurant at the End of the Universe” before conking out.

Friend stopped by and picked Joy up for a short trip to the park while I was asleep. Later, Husband prepared and made dinner and washed dishes while I entertained baby. He packed his own lunch today, too. But I did make him coffee, so I wasn’t totally useless to him today!

Buddha’s late afternoon nap didn’t go as well this time. It took 20 minutes of standing beside his crib before he fell asleep and he only slept for 20 minutes. I figured it was just as well, since it was so late in the day. We played a bit, he played with sister and cousin a bit more, I gave him a bath and laid down with him to nurse and then I put him to bed. An hour and a half later, he is still awake and not cooperating. Sometimes, it seems my kids pick thee worst possible time to be difficult. I sat down on the bed and cried from frustration. I finally walked away and let him cry to sleep. I felt (and feel) bad for him… but worse for me.

I’m not typically a very patient person and I exercised so much patience this week, getting him to sleep in his crib. Tonight was such a challenge. I think Aunt Ruby’s visit plays a part in it.

Hopefully, tomorrow will be a better day.