Drained
Yesterday was a rough day. Even though I found time to post a couple entries (something I leave for last if I get other things done first), by the time it was bedtime, I felt drained, spent, and lifeless. I know that sounds dramatic, but I really had nothing else to offer by the time Kira was sleeping in her crib, and this is a tragedy because when Kira is finally sleeping, I can finally do something that relaxes me, or bond with Trevor, or do something productive for the long term (in other words, not just laundry and dishes for the next day).
I'm not sure what happened yesterday that made it so difficult. My mom didn't show up at my house until 3:30, so maybe it was the Kira-Logan multitasking that took me to the point of no return. Or maybe everything just finally caught up with me. For weeks now things have been going OKAY with me and Kira...but just okay. I get a few things done during the day, Kira gets a bath, and we go to sleep. Then we do it again! Every night I'm tired, but nothing like yesterday. Or, maybe it was because we had a busy weekend. My mom offered to watch Kira on Saturday night while Trevor and I go to a movie. It was my mom's idea, not ours. While it was really very nice to go out on a date, we got home late and were tired. Then we had people over our house on Sunday for brunch. We had a pretty easy menu, the company was excellent, and they didn't stay too long, so basically it was low pressure. But it also made us tired. Maybe I would have been better off if we had just had a quiet weekend with lots of sleeping.
I feel a little better today thanks to lots of sleep. Kira and I slept until 1 pm. Thank goodness she was easily coaxed back to sleep with a feeding and a pacifier. Although getting extra hours of sleep was good, the sleep was only so-so because I kept having nightmares! Everytime I woke up to feed Kira and then went back to sleep, I would have a bad dream. In one of them, I was driving my parents old Volvo, and I drove it into a lake! And in another one, I left Kira in her highchair in our driveway, and cars had to drive around her. I hate bad dreams.
I'm not sure what my problem is, but I hope it resolves itself.
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