Here I am on the blog again. Been some months. But, that seems to be my M.O. these days. Blog like crazy, not blog. Only when I am truly filled with some sort of overwhelming emotion do I feel the need to share my innermost thoughts with the world. I promise, I am not this cynical. Both babies did not nap today. It is 4:49, to early for bed. Of course-I know! But, we do have to make it till 6:30. They are grouchy, I am grouchy. Poor babies. I promise to write tomorrow when we are all a happy shiny family again.
I am 3.5 hours into the start of my “grandma coming to town”. If I did not have a huge belly and abnormal feet, I would guess I was going into labor. Oh the fun of this first day. Of course the labor pains are a welcome feeling next to the psychosis of the past week. Recently I have developed a drop in my progesterone levels and therefore have strong urges to cry, scream, not do laundry…oh, wait that MIGHT have something to do with my strong aversion to laundry the other 3 weeks of the month. But, who knows? I have piles hidden all over my house.
Is anyone else hot? Because now I feel like I am in menopause?
An Ode.
Oh crazy where are you?
Here you are right in my mind.
Friend of mine you are my bed. Two kids, one dog, husband.
Where is my escape? The shower when will me meet? Tonight you say, sorry to tired.
I will rendezvous with you at 6:30 with the two screaming in my ear, the one rushing for work, the dog sniffing past the curtain.
I am 3.5 hours into the start of my “grandma coming to town”. If I did not have a huge belly and abnormal feet, I would guess I was going into labor. Oh the fun of this first day. Of course the labor pains are a welcome feeling next to the psychosis of the past week. Recently I have developed a drop in my progesterone levels and therefore have strong urges to cry, scream, not do laundry…oh, wait that MIGHT have something to do with my strong aversion to laundry the other 3 weeks of the month. But, who knows? I have piles hidden all over my house.
Is anyone else hot? Because now I feel like I am in menopause?
An Ode.
Oh crazy where are you?
Here you are right in my mind.
Friend of mine you are my bed. Two kids, one dog, husband.
Where is my escape? The shower when will me meet? Tonight you say, sorry to tired.
I will rendezvous with you at 6:30 with the two screaming in my ear, the one rushing for work, the dog sniffing past the curtain.
GET OUT DOG!
