Ugh. Last night was a bad night. My husband ran the marathon, so I was with the baby all day. I don't mind that - he works long hours three or four times a week, so I'm used to being alone with the baby for long stretches of time - but after the marathon, he was super tired & I got VERY anxious that I would be handling the baby by myself for the whole night as well.
We were suppose to go to a veterans job fair at 8am this morning. Oof - to be there and "dressed to impress" at 8am! Cute, military....cute. That would mean getting up at 5:30am to negotiate care for myself and also the baby. I just couldn't get on board. So fried. I can't manage half the To Do list I used to be able to manage. There were tears.
So, today I tried to relax. My husband took the baby for an hour so I could try to sleep...and I wound up having a dream. Gosh, I hardly have those anymore because I never get enough sleep. I dream that I was traveling in a submarine. As soon as the sub went "under", I physically felt a sinking sensation which put me in a panic & woke me up. So, there you go. Monday.
We were suppose to go to a veterans job fair at 8am this morning. Oof - to be there and "dressed to impress" at 8am! Cute, military....cute. That would mean getting up at 5:30am to negotiate care for myself and also the baby. I just couldn't get on board. So fried. I can't manage half the To Do list I used to be able to manage. There were tears.
So, today I tried to relax. My husband took the baby for an hour so I could try to sleep...and I wound up having a dream. Gosh, I hardly have those anymore because I never get enough sleep. I dream that I was traveling in a submarine. As soon as the sub went "under", I physically felt a sinking sensation which put me in a panic & woke me up. So, there you go. Monday.
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