Sunday, January 23, 2011

One nerve left.

I don't know what's wrong with me today.  My patience is at an all-time low.  I think a lot of it has to do with the weather ruining my plans for the day (so lame, I know, but when I look forward to an actual outing with grown-ups and a reason to blow-dry my hair all week and I can't make it out of my hilly neighborhood because it snows an inch RIGHT BEFORE I need to leave, I guess I just can't handle it), but I've had it with people needing things from me.  I've gotten exasperated before, but not like today.  It's the first time I've actually had to just put the baby in the crib and walk away and shut the door, and it's the first time that I've cried since the baby was born.  (Not counting crying at Grey's Anatomy reruns and Williams-Sonoma ads about family traditions.)  And I'm about ready to either shoot my dog or bring her back to the pound.  I don't know what it is about today - we've certainly had worse days.  Thankfully, I have a husband who is home and doesn't mind stepping in when I lose it.  (See?  I'm not only a terrible mother but a terrible wife too.)

I'm just ready for today to be over and tomorrow to start.

1/2 Marathon training update

  • Thursday: 3 miles, 35 minutes.  
  • Friday: off.  
  • Saturday: just walked the dog 1.5 miles, uphill half way.  
  • Sunday: (meant to go to the gym but needed to shovel the driveway and walk the damn dog instead) 2.5 miles, half running, hilly, in some serious snow.
I wanted to do my "long" run today but obviously that didn't happen.  I'm hoping that the hilly factor and the running-in-snow factor contributed to a better workout than it sounds.  Seriously, running in loose snow is like running in sand!  It feels way harder.  I'm going to try to get to the gym tomorrow.

On the baby front:  She's now too excited about the rest of the world to finish each nursing session, so now she eats about half, refuses to finish and gets really upset when I try to coax her, and then gets really upset again thirty minutes later when she's still hungry.  And, for some reason, every time she poops, it blows out up her back and we have to change her clothes.  Every time.  She's also doing some cool stuff like smiling and talking more and staring at her fingers, but right now I'm just hacked about the eating and pooping stuff.

Well, Robert's got the baby down for the night (fingers crossed) so I'm going to finish chores and perhaps pour myself a glass of alcohol.

Being coy for the camera.

Daddy can get her to laugh!


  1. Sorry such a crappy night, Sweetie. Hopefully, today has been better and you can work it out at the gym tonight!

  2. Oh honey. I hope today is better than yesterday. We all have off days - dont' give the dog away! No worries about yesterday, we missed you at the movie, but it was SO weird. Bizarro! I'm still weirded out. We'll do it again soon!