Avi stayed with her dad for three nights in a row this weekend.
Scheduled for an absurd number of back-to-back meetings and rehearsals with simply no conceivable way to cover it all with babysitters, Dada time came to the rescue.
Oddly, a meeting and two rehearsals were canceled last minute leaving me with some unexpected downtime which I promptly used up by going out to two movies and spending time with Mr. Dad of Two.
I left all my dirty dishes in the sink, neglected the long list of chores I was supposed to accomplish, abandoned my cat for many hours on end, and had a damn good weekend.
Today, Monday, real life came barreling through bringing my care-free weekend to a crashing end.
A 6:30 wake up call from a screaming toddler (now officially weaned, by the way). A mess of nausea-inducing scrambled eggs that I forced down because I was famished although had no appetite. A morning of errands. A snack-like lunch which she didn’t eat anyways. A nap that actually should be called “falling onto bed like a ton of bricks and waking up two hours later covered in cheerios, board books, and milk.” A groggy afternoon wondering why my stomach hates me, why I feel exhausted, why my child won’t stop whining, and why my kitchen smells so foul finished up with a delicious dinner which she didn’t eat and made me feel sick. A few splashes in the tub and we were off on our two hours of bedtime routine.
How do I do this everyday?
Did I forget to mention that the afternoon nap time crash happened even with a mid-morning espresso?
How can I do this everyday?
And what’s with the nausea? It’s driving me nuts. We’re going on close to a year here of on and off food-induced regular nausea, indigestion, and general discomfort peppered with feeling starving in between these bouts of nausea.
My only consolation is that we’re going camping this weekend. Oh, wait, no it’s not. They just told me we’re going to get rained on. Yay for camping in the middle of nowhere in a water-logged canoe with a toddler and a live-out hubby.
Life just gets better and better.
My Imp went through a 5am waking period lately and being horribly cranky to boot. I was telling a (non-childlen) friend that my hubby and I took turns getting up each morning because it was just too tiring to do every day. She said – oh poor hubby, it must be hard to concentrate at work after having to get up like that.
I thought WHAT!?! Send ME to work. These days it’s harder to stay at home with Mr Cranks who won’t nap and won’t go to bed.
Glad you had a little quality time with Mr Dad. Makes me smile.
You’re going camping w/ the live-out?
chronic nausea: allergies, celiac’s disease, irritable bowel syndrome, all coem to mind, but it’s the celiac’s that that sticks out. when is the nausea worse, what is it accompanied by, after eating does it go away again only to come back stronger 2 hours later?
might want to look into this.
Robyn – however much I think you’re offering this comment in an attempt to be helpful, you can thank your lucky stars that I will NOT be rattling my symptoms back at you. I’m saving it for my doctor.
Sometimes I wake up covered in cheerios, board books and milk. I don’t have kids though…