Ok - so the title should have been three items that start with "T' and it could have been really catchy, but I couldn't come up with a way to refer to pregnancy with a T. Trimester is a t-word related to pregnancy, but this is my second trimester not third...so no T. Anywho, T or no T, as I already mentioned this pregnancy has been different than the first go around with Jayson. Chalk it up to my age or the fact that I've already got a contentious child at home to deal with, it's all different and I can say I'd be appreciative of some better days.
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Showing posts with label HaHas for HooHas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label HaHas for HooHas. Show all posts
Wednesday, July 20, 2016
Tantrums, TMJ, and Pregnancy
Ok - so the title should have been three items that start with "T' and it could have been really catchy, but I couldn't come up with a way to refer to pregnancy with a T. Trimester is a t-word related to pregnancy, but this is my second trimester not third...so no T. Anywho, T or no T, as I already mentioned this pregnancy has been different than the first go around with Jayson. Chalk it up to my age or the fact that I've already got a contentious child at home to deal with, it's all different and I can say I'd be appreciative of some better days.
Friday, August 30, 2013
Ok, I get it
I recall a conversation way back when with my cousins about how our cool aunt was no longer cool. She had a baby and suddenly she was no fun. At the time this is how it appeared to us pre-teens. It was that simple. Well I am here to say "I get it now."
After having Jayson I've realized a few things. It is no longer fun to host events at our house. It means I have to find time between the numerous diaper changes, tub times, feedings and my own FT work schedule to clean my house to a point that I feel is presentable. It also means that because of the numerous aforementioned diaper changes, tubbies, and feedings I cannot really concentrate on enjoying my time visiting when all I can seem to concentrate on is keeping my child from fussing and my chest from bursting at the seems (breast feeding mothers know my pain). I've also come to realize the importance of the routine my child and I have come to follow because any deviation from it seems to result in a reduction of sleep for an already sleep deprived mom. Because I'm also someone who's emotions are fairly transparent, I know that everyone can see right through me as a new mom trying to entertain with finesse while in reality I'm a frazzled mess.
So yes, I get it now. I can totally understand how someone who was relaxed and fun can become high strung and frazzled just by adding a baby to the mix. The shoe is on the other foot and I am now the aunt/sister/cousin/friend who is "no fun."
On a lighter note, I have found that HaHas for HooHas is fun and you should check them out!
On a lighter note, I have found that HaHas for HooHas is fun and you should check them out!
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