Well I have mastered typing while nursing and keeping baby asleep on my lap (typing with one hand). I'd like to say I'm proud of myself, but in the grand scheme of things, it hardly seems an accomplishment.
I was feeling quite proud of myself, spending what seemed like hours clipping coupons and going through weekly ads. I sent my oldest to the store with a list and the stack of coupons. I ended up spending $60 on specials, but little to make a meal of or anything we normally buy. Lesson learned. I also ended up with the largest tub of margarine I have ever seen. Rethinking the costly convenience of sending the 17-year-old to the store.
This morning my partner offered to go to the discount market to get things to fill in the gaps. I ended up with the biggest bag of potatoes I have ever seen. At least we have enough margarine for all the baked potatoes we'll be having. I think I need to get over my anxiety of shopping with the baby and just do it. Crazy that with my third child I'm overwhelmed at the thought of taking her to the grocery store. She just isn't as easy going as the other two and it's easier on us both if I respect that.
So far a good and semi-productive day. I got a load of laundry in (yes it's done and just sitting in the washer), teeth are brushed, I think I put deodorant on, and I emptied the dishwasher. I think back to my hectic working days and get frustrated with myself that this is all I've been able to accomplish, knowing it's actually a lot compared to some days. "Those days" I call them. The ones that are all about baby. Days that would make a dentist shake his head in disapproval. Days when you think, "What's that smell?" then realize it's you and you honestly don't remember the last time you showered. But not today. Today I put the dishes away!
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