{"id":1273,"date":"2015-09-18T09:26:21","date_gmt":"2015-09-18T13:26:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.myhusbandandkids.com\/?p=1273"},"modified":"2015-12-30T20:41:15","modified_gmt":"2015-12-31T01:41:15","slug":"im-so-tired","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.myhusbandandkids.com\/?p=1273","title":{"rendered":"I’m so tired…"},"content":{"rendered":"

It’s hard to know what to write about when you are loaded with endless material. \u00a0If I ever thought that completely focusing on home life was boring or limiting, whoo, I was WRONG! \u00a0There is a bit of a routine that develops, which might become stale after sometime, but with kids that just isn’t possible. \u00a0Kids are constantly changing and that is a great thing.<\/span><\/p>\n

After spending what seems like a lifetime emersed in a constant state of planning for the future\u00a0and figuring out how I can possibly get all of my daily objectives met, I have spent roughly 5 weeks focusing on “the now” or as psychology-types like to say “practicing mindfulness”. \u00a0Well I can tell you that “mindfulness” is NOT overrated. \u00a0As a matter of fact, it is incredibly peace-inducing for a sleep-deprived and anxious mind\/body. \u00a0I would even say that it is more beneficial than a trip to the gym or an invigorating run. \u00a0Maybe it’s because mindfulness is something that keeps you in the moment and is continued throughout the day.<\/span><\/p>\n

Ok, enough talk about my state of being. \u00a0People frequently ask, “how is Miriam” or “is Miriam a good baby” or “is Miriam a good sleeper”. \u00a0Well, the answers to all of those questions depend on my frame of mind (back to the bliss-inducing mindfulness) and how much sleep that I have had. \u00a0Miriam is doing well. \u00a0She feels like she is gaining weight, and according to our home baby scales, she is roughly 11 pounds. \u00a0 Rachel and Sarah’s babyhoods were completely different – Rachel’s didn’t sleep or eat well and cried all of the time, but\u00a0 Sarah Amelia was very calm and slept\/ate very well. Miriam is somewhere in the middle (with a heavy leaning toward Sarah Amelia’s patterns). \u00a0Miriam cries when she is hungry, has a poo-poo diaper, or needs to burp and those things seem to happen on a 2-hour cycle. \u00a0\u00a0In terms of sleep, it is fine, but we still haven’t hit the magical 5 hour nightly stretch. \u00a0This makes me a little sad, but I am dealing.<\/span><\/p>\n

In some aspects, I find the 11 pm – 3am – 6am feedings very peaceful and easy. I remind myself that this is the last time that I will be feeding my own 40-day (or whichever day it happens to be) baby at 3 am, and a sort of mindfulness is restored. \u00a0I can notice how long Miriam’s legs are or how she seems to smile after she burps, you know, sweet little things like that. \u00a0 The other extreme occurs\u00a0when I feel like every muscle in my body has been pulled out of my skin and my eyes hurt, which makes the\u00a03 am nightly feedings tough.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Sleep – you’re kidding right? It’s 3 am. I am supposed to be awake!<\/span><\/strong><\/p><\/div>\n

\u00a0It seems like I am on an every other night cycle of those two extremes. \u00a0Early Sunday morning, Miriam decided that sleeping after her 3 am feeding was optional. \u00a0So, I gave up and held her while reclining on the couch, and was jarred to life by Rachel around 8:30 am! \u00a0I must have gone into a coma while holding Miriam – yikes! \u00a0Bryan thought that it was best for us to stay home and rest, but I insisted on getting to church. \u00a0After church, I took the two youngest girls for a train ride in a nearby park while Bryan finished some office work and Rachel attended an after church activity. \u00a0I was a little nervous about taking the two youngest on the long trek around this park and for a 20 minute train ride, but it was fine. \u00a0Dare I say, it was really a lot of fun! \u00a0Sarah Amelia had several moments of dragging her feet, which followed with me inadvertently pulling her. \u00a0(not funny Sarah!).<\/span><\/p>\n

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a nice person setting in front of us took this picture. Sarah is smiling and setting still and Miriam is sleeping. Those things together made me smile \ud83d\ude42<\/span><\/strong><\/p><\/div>\n

Last night, I felt like I just couldn’t do one more 3 am feeding. \u00a0Then I realized, it wasn’t 3 am, it was 4am! \u00a0Holy cow – I had just slept for 4 hours! \u00a0Still, for some reason, my eyes hurt and my shoulders felt like pins and needles were being stuck into them over and over and over again…. \u00a0Then, the face-melting scene from the Indiana Jones movie came into my mind. \u00a0Then I thought about the weird face melting-type of scene from “Poltergeist”.<\/span><\/p>\n

Of Lord, face-melting. \u00a0Why was I thinking about face-melting? \u00a0Still, that’s what I thought about. \u00a0Not sweet smiles from my sweet baby. \u00a0Maybe it was Miriam’s crankiness after her feeding that caused such images to stick in my mind, or maybe it was because she didn’t go back to\u00a0sleep until 5:30!!!!! \u00a0S**t! \u00a0Fortunately, Bryan rallied the girls for school. \u00a0Despite my blurry vision and dizziness, I was able to fix Sarah’s hair before she went to\u00a0daycare. \u00a0I walked Rachel to the bus stop wearing a pair of stained scrub bottoms and a maternity pj top. \u00a0I was so dizzy that I barely knew what was going on so grooming wasn’t on the top of my list.<\/span><\/p>\n

Grooming is the first think to go once you become a mom, so it doesn’t bother me that much to look so disheveled. \u00a0Sleep is the next thing to go, and it may never come back. \u00a0(insert sad face :().<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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