The Middle Chapters

Another plugged duct, my period and shots. The first two help explain my major malfunction. The third explains M's current issues. We've now both been dosed with our respective pain killers. She's MUCH better. I'm a bit better. I think I'm also getting used to our bad sleep schedule. Yes, I'm still killer tired; but I'm functioning better on less sleep. I so miss our morning nap, but that seems to be a thing of the past. Maybe we'll get back to it, but I guess I won't count on it.

DH wants to start letting M cry it out at night. I'm totally torn - and I can't think straight right now. Well, there's lots of time to talk about it, when we're not sleeping. Oh, that's right, he gets to sleep through her waking up at night. (I'm still working on the bitter thing.)

I feel bad for feeling angry and upset at D. He's working very hard to get everything done on the old and new houses. I need to just focus on what I need to get through these short days of 2 houses, dog with hole in fence (one was filled, but he found another one), fussy non-sleeping baby, and sore boobs.

Positives:

We had some friends over for dinner last night and had a great time. M and I went to sleep before all of the guests left. D cleaned up!

M is getting more vocal and more active all the time. Today she started swinging her legs around. I think the roll over is coming soon.

L (best friend) gets back in town tomorrow. She's been traveling most of this month. Good for her/bad of me.

I think we're only a week away from putting our house on the market. C, my friend and agent, has done a fabulous job! She's let workers into the house, picked paint colors, and is having the house staged for the sale. She's made things so much easier than they otherwise would have been. Hopefully this will lead to a great sale.

Well, first there was packing and D's breaking of one of my prized possessions. Next was D's attempt to install the baby gate. Who knew there was a water line directly behind where he was drilling? Then, there was the removing of the storm windows, the breaking of said window and the injury to said husband.

I've been bitter. M's been fussy and not sleeping. I've had plugged milk ducts. And D keeps stepping on me. This is a strange thing, whenever he's being super annoying, he tops it off by stepping on my feet. They are always directly under me, so it's not as if its tricky.

I know more sleep will help. I know being done with the move and selling the old house will help. I know that not having painful boobs will help. I'm just not there yet.

I need to talk to D. I need to count my blessings. But sometimes it's just easier to be pissed off at the husband who's sleeping in while I care for the baby.

Well, we're here and I know it's going to be great, but it has been a hard week. The move on Sunday took forever. Then there was Monday and Tuesday without phone, cable and internet. M's been feeding a ton and sleeping a little (until last night) and the dog G is nervous about the new place and found a hole in the fence. Everything just seems harder this week. Our routine has been disrupted. Trying to unpack boxes (or find anything) with a crying baby and a whining dog is not my idea of a good time.

Things are moving along slowly with the old house. The painting is costing much more than I anticipated. The carpeting is going in today. There just seem to be a thousand and one things that need completing before we put the house on the market. We've spent so much money lately. I hope the investment on the old house pays off. I think we're 2 weeks from putting it up for sale. Hopefully, it will go fast.

This weekend is more work on the old and new houses. I'm already tired.

Oh my God - how did we accumulate so much stuff? I thought I'd gotten a fair amount of packing done ahead of time, but it's 1:30 in the afternoon and things don't look that much different than before we started (except the house is a big mess.) Wonderful Auntie J came over for a few hours to watch M while we loaded boxes and bags. She's now off on a donation run. I can't wait until we're done.

We already have the keys for the new house and get to use them at 6:00 tonight. The plan is to stop by tonight and make a plan for the move tomorrow. The movers come at 10:00 am. I can't believe we have to unpack all this stuff on the other side.

When I'm not overwhelmed, I am really excited to start this next part of our lives.

Sleep has gotten better as has the mom thing in general. There are days when I miss the ability to do things on anything other than the baby's schedule. But when I give in to the inevitable - life is good. At 3 1/2 months, M is getting big. She is starting to reach for things and sit up with help. She wants to be vertical and look at things. She watches the dog. She smiles and has a dry laugh. She still looks mostly like D, but I think a little bit of me is sneaking in.

Almost everything is lined up for our move this weekend. We assume that Saturday will be a day of crazy packing. We're still lining up the last workers to fix up our old house prior to the sale. I drove by the new house today - it hs a mail slot in the front door - sweet and very decadent - the mail actually comes to us. I've actually calmed down as the move has gotten closer. There's still a lot to do, but I know it will get done.

Apparently the baby doesn't. Ever since our trip back east, the sleeping thing has been off. The last few nights have been the worst. With no morning nap and trying to pack for our move, I am dead and very grumpy today. It's 1:30 pm and M is asleep for the first time longer than 20 minutes since about 4:30 am.

I wouldn't trade it in for life without her in a million years, but I wish there was some way to convince her to sleep (and convince the world to stop making noise to help her along.)