There is no rest for a mom. No matter how much we want to, there’s no way to sit down and do nothing all day- as amazing as that would be. To sleep in.. to be able to go out on a whim- these are both things of the past.
Now more than ever, every part of me knows I need to sit down, put my feet up and just relax. Take some time for myself and just generally be unproductive for once. I get told at least once a day to slow down, but I can’t do it!
As the days dwindle until my estimated due date, the urge to get things done becomes stronger and stronger- and there is a LOT to get done.
I only wish I had the energy to knock it all out at once so that I don’t have anything itching at me anymore.
Still have to make the office into a nursery, have to finish refinishing the ‘new’ dresser, still have to get rid of the fucking fleas that WILL NOT DIE, have to get the invites out for Holden’s birthday party and finish planning it (and then of course, throw it).. on top of the every day things like cleaning, cooking and dealing with Holden and his total ridiculousness.
What I need is two of me.. and for the other to NOT be huge and pregnant.
If someone else could just take the urge to nest away from me and do all of these things for me I would be eternally grateful.. but then again- if something got messed up, I wouldn’t want to be in their shoes… so really, i’m the only one who can do all of these things so that if something doesn’t go right i’m the only one I can blame.
Even sitting here now, there are about a dozen things running through my head that I need to get done. And not just done, but done NOW.
I will really be so relieved to not want to nest anymore, and be able to go back to my ‘lazy but not lazy since you can’t be lazy with 2 kids’ self.
Off to go paint a dresser and get Holden’s invites in envelopes and labeled. YAY!
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