Good Morning World.
It's early in the morning here. I am watching the sun come up through the curtains. I went to bed last night at 7. I know that seems really early but I have been getting up at 5 which makes it just a little better. Anyhow, I was really beat. My baby love gave me such a hard time yesterday. I am a prisoner in my own home. I have to stay with her because she has reached an age where she thinks it is grand fun to climb up on the furniture and start jumping. While it is admittedly adorable it is also rather dangerous. So where I used to be able to gate her in and run around the house and get a few things done. Now after 8 am when Paul is working I am stuck in what ever room she is in. This makes it incredibly difficult to get anything done around the house. I think last night it just got to me. I was dealing with that all day while stressing about getting other stuff done, and my to do list keeps growing. I can't help it if every three days we have some sort of illness that slows me down.
I just want to catch up. So I have started getting out of bed at 5:30 to get my "morning work" done. A good portion of that is some quiet time for myself. Hence my writing at the moment. I need these quiet moments when no one is up. The problem I have run into though is now she sleeps so lightly if I try to do anything that is house work related I wake her up and there goes productivity.
Today I am going to have to tackle my building list of errands with her and it will not be fun. All those trips in and out of the car.
I think I am burned out already and she isn't even two. I desperately need some sort of break... well after I get caught up.
I know this post is straying from my overall topic on this blog, but sometimes I need writing that isn't my journal. I know this is whiny and I know moms all over the world are stressed about one thing or another.
I just need to get it out there.
I am in this frustrating circle of funk.