Sunday, December 9, 2012

A note

Today, as I was laying down with my son, desperately trying to put him down for a nap (despite the fact that he has dropped his nap for good), he peed on me.  And the bed.  And all over himself.  And I didn't care, because he was finally falling asleep after being a crazed, over-tired, possessed fiend who was scratching and biting, and hitting, and fighting me will all of his 2 year-old might.  When he finally fell asleep, I broke down because I was covered with pee, exhausted, and emotionally drained.

I have whole posts I want to write.  I want to tell you about the matching stockings I made for our family.  I want to write about how Sundays are destined to be the worst day of the week--something I can count on like clockwork.  I have a couple of pregnancy progression pictures to put up.  But then I end up covered in smelly pee, and I just don't have the heart or energy to write much of anything.

I gave myself leave to just write a little.  Just notes from the trenches until I can summon up the effort for something more.

1 comment:

Larks said...

Oh, man. Parenting can be a rough gig, especially when pregnant. I feel like they should share stories like this when teenagers are doing stuff like contemplating having babies because they are "cute." Hang in there!


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