If motherhood is a job, then my boss hates me. He whinges at me a lot and he’s been riding me pretty hard since late last week. He’s a misery guts. A stage 5 clinger. Everything is hard.
Checking inside his mouth for potential new teeth? Hard. Taking his temperature? Hard. I’ve even had to run out to buy one of those special thermometers that you just hold up to their temple and it gives you the temp in a few seconds. Big smooch for whoever invented that, because there was no way Jack was letting me hold my vintage thermometer under his arm until it registered a reading. Getting a full nights sleep? Don’t remember what that feels like. Even having a shower, brushing my teeth, housework or simply packaging an item at the post office ends in a crying fit because I can’t do these things with him in my arms. I’m pretty sure it’s more teeth. He didn’t get his first until he was 11 months, and since then, bang, they all seem to come at once.
Since being a newborn, Jack has never wanted to sleep on me or in my bed next to me. Not that I want him to, I tried to avoid creating bad habits that we’d have to break later but I do bring him into our bed each morning at 7-ish when he’d wake up and I always thought it’d be sweet if we fell asleep there together. But that never happened so I’d just lay there with him, kissing his little face and playing. Until now. Monday he wanted to sleep in my arms and yesterday he woke up earlier than usual at 6.40 so I bought him back in bed with me and WE FELL ASLEEP TOGETHER! I checked my phone later that day to find this message from hubby.
Needless to say, I’m exhausted and so is he. Motherhood is a tough slog at times but you keep going because you know that it’s 100% worth it. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. But I might give my right arm for a bit more rest, a full nights sleep and my happy-go-lucky child back. I don’t like to complain about how hard parenting can be, but if I don’t talk about the harder moments, then this blog would only be rainbows and butterflies and that’s not how it is all the time. I want to be able to be real as well.
I do my best to keep positive and not let the round the clock whinging get to me, but I don’t always succeed. My Mum may have received a text from me saying that I’m about to lose the plot and hubby sometimes wears the brunt when he gets home. However, here’s a few things making me happy today;
1. CHRISTMAS SHOPPING – I’m a notorious last minute shopper and this year I’m determined not to be. So it’s not even mid November and half of it is done. My tree will be up on December 1st and all the presents will be under it!
2. RUNNING – I’d been really slack with training recently (my area is chock full of hills and that kills my motivation) and when I got really bogged down with a terrible cold/flu in September I knew that my lack of exercise was part of the reason my immune system sucked! So now even though I may not feel like it, I’m forcing myself out for at least 15km a week. Yesterday I ran my best run since Jack was born, and it left me pumped.
3. JACK’S CHRISTENING – Really excited for this ceremony and a small celebration back at our house next Sunday.
4. HOLIDAYS – School holidays for hubby, Christmas holidays and a family holiday next year, probably to QLD. Dreaming of going away and doing all the research is half the fun. Jack loves the beach!
5. HOMELAND – Anyone else still watching? This season has been great, so I always look forward a cup of tea in bed with hubby and teeing up the latest episode. Simple things make me happy.
That’s all from me tonight. Fingers crossed for a full nights sleep!