Insanity sets in
Feeling a bit calmer today. J did make it home in time to bathe Tobes and put him to bed last night which made a big difference. I was able to get something together for dinner and get to bed at a decent hour. Eating well makes such a difference to how I feel but it can be so hard to find the time and energy to prepare anything. Feeling much better today.
Yesterday was a nightmare. My hormones must've been going highwire. I suddenly decided that it would be a great idea to paint the new changing table and while I was at it I might as well paint Toby's little table and chairs too. I managed to drag everything out on to the patio, gave Tobes his own paintbrush and a pot of white paint and we were off. I was barely halfway through one side of the changing table when I suddenly woke up and thought 'What the hell am I doing?!' I looked over at Tobes and he was already covered in paint. We had been out there a total of five minutes and I had paint in my hair and all over my clothes. So much of Tobes was now white that he resembled an albino.
Then I looked at the paint I had chosen - white gloss paint that must be at least two years old. I had to break through a thick skin of dried paint at the top of the can to get to anything remotely usable. It will be a miracle if this paint dries.
I did almost the exact same thing when I was pregnant with Tobes. When I went out to the garden shed yesterday I saw the evidence of my former insanity - a half painted set of bookshelves. I touched them and yes, three years later, they're still sticky to the touch. You'd think I might learn from my mistakes.
After the painting fiasco is when I called J to let him know that his wife was having a nervous breakdown. We argued and after I hung up I started crying and couldn't stop. The laundry guy came to deliver our laundry and I cried in gratitude. Wyle E Coyote couldn't catch the Roadrunner and I cried at his frustration. Toby said in the sweetest voice 'What's the matter, Mama?' and I cried even harder. Then he brought me a fruit stick to 'make you better' and announced that 'we are sharing' before he ate it for me. And I cried over his funny little ways.
Tears, tears and more tears. The joys of pregnancy.
Yesterday was a nightmare. My hormones must've been going highwire. I suddenly decided that it would be a great idea to paint the new changing table and while I was at it I might as well paint Toby's little table and chairs too. I managed to drag everything out on to the patio, gave Tobes his own paintbrush and a pot of white paint and we were off. I was barely halfway through one side of the changing table when I suddenly woke up and thought 'What the hell am I doing?!' I looked over at Tobes and he was already covered in paint. We had been out there a total of five minutes and I had paint in my hair and all over my clothes. So much of Tobes was now white that he resembled an albino.
Then I looked at the paint I had chosen - white gloss paint that must be at least two years old. I had to break through a thick skin of dried paint at the top of the can to get to anything remotely usable. It will be a miracle if this paint dries.
I did almost the exact same thing when I was pregnant with Tobes. When I went out to the garden shed yesterday I saw the evidence of my former insanity - a half painted set of bookshelves. I touched them and yes, three years later, they're still sticky to the touch. You'd think I might learn from my mistakes.
After the painting fiasco is when I called J to let him know that his wife was having a nervous breakdown. We argued and after I hung up I started crying and couldn't stop. The laundry guy came to deliver our laundry and I cried in gratitude. Wyle E Coyote couldn't catch the Roadrunner and I cried at his frustration. Toby said in the sweetest voice 'What's the matter, Mama?' and I cried even harder. Then he brought me a fruit stick to 'make you better' and announced that 'we are sharing' before he ate it for me. And I cried over his funny little ways.
Tears, tears and more tears. The joys of pregnancy.
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