Will I ever have fun again? I'm beginning to wonder. I love my baby...I'm sure that goes without my saying it. I love her dearly and I'm so happy she is in my life, but man, I really need some fun.
Right now my only Me Time is when I take a shower. That's it. With my boys I could at least escape with some music and a car ride, but I can't even do that. The thought of leaving in the car fills me with dread and I'd rather stay home than listen to her scream.
They say 4-6 weeks is the fussy period in a newborn's life. I'm hoping hers is 3-5, because she has been fussy since last week. I just want some time where I have a little freedom from crying or breastfeeding.
I tried a bottle of breastmilk yesterday. She took an ounce from it, but then spit it out.
I know this will all be a distant memory in the near future, but it is tough. I sometimes think I can't stand anymore. I get pissed when I see baby cards with smiling, happy babies on the front and words about smiles and giggles. That is NOT life with a newborn!
They should make real cards for new parents....should have a screaming baby on front and say "just when you think THIS will never end," open it up to a smiling baby, with the words, "this happens. Congratulations on your little miracle."
That's real.
Or maybe one with sleep-deprived caricature parents on the front with a screaming baby....what to put inside? Not sure. Maybe, "Hey, at least you haven't had to give up your late nights!"
Anyway, at least when parents have the screaming baby, they won't feel like failures! LOL!
I doubt Hallmark will be calling me any time soon.
It's the real deal though. Babies are tough work, especially for the stay-at-home mom. I do it all. I'm up all night if she is. I change her 95% of the time, I bathe her, I console her, I feed her, I hold her....it isn't that K doesn't try to do these things. He does try. She just doesn't allow it to happen for long. She will begin screaming until I have her.
They say this is healthy...a good, healthy attachment to the one who ensures her survival, but man, I'm tired.
I'd love a break. Just for like an hour. I say this, but at the same time I don't want to leave her with anyone. Hell, I'd take a break in the form of her being happily awake for a solid hour during the day, rather than screaming her head off. I don't necessarily have to be away from her for a break.
I'm sick of sitting on the couch, or in the chair, or in the bed. I am getting serious cabin fever and there is nothing I can do about it. :( It worries me because I'm already at risk for SADD with the weather changing. That's the last thing I need and not getting out can surely only exacerbate it. I hope not though.
This too shall pass.
I know.
I'm trying hard to focus on that fact.
Sometimes it is hard though.
She's already a month old. Well, she will be on Wednesday the 17th. It's crazy. She's already 1/3 of the way through her newborn stage. Wow. That puts things in perspective.
It doesn't make it easier, but does add a silver lining to the rough days/nights.
I love my little Napoleon.
She's wonderful.
Truly.
I just wish I could get a break.
Also, I want to vent for a second that NO ONE in my family has seen the baby except mom, because I took her to her house when she was 2 days old, and Joyce and Harold who came to the welcome party.
No one has bothered to call or stop by to see her. It pisses me off a bit, but at the same time anything else would have been a shock.
Well, they will have to come up this way, because she hates the carseat and I'm not hauling a screaming baby to them. Surely they can sacrifice their time to come here for once.
Ugh.
I'm such a pissy mood.
I think a nap is in order.
Right now my only Me Time is when I take a shower. That's it. With my boys I could at least escape with some music and a car ride, but I can't even do that. The thought of leaving in the car fills me with dread and I'd rather stay home than listen to her scream.
They say 4-6 weeks is the fussy period in a newborn's life. I'm hoping hers is 3-5, because she has been fussy since last week. I just want some time where I have a little freedom from crying or breastfeeding.
I tried a bottle of breastmilk yesterday. She took an ounce from it, but then spit it out.
I know this will all be a distant memory in the near future, but it is tough. I sometimes think I can't stand anymore. I get pissed when I see baby cards with smiling, happy babies on the front and words about smiles and giggles. That is NOT life with a newborn!
They should make real cards for new parents....should have a screaming baby on front and say "just when you think THIS will never end," open it up to a smiling baby, with the words, "this happens. Congratulations on your little miracle."
That's real.
Or maybe one with sleep-deprived caricature parents on the front with a screaming baby....what to put inside? Not sure. Maybe, "Hey, at least you haven't had to give up your late nights!"
Anyway, at least when parents have the screaming baby, they won't feel like failures! LOL!
I doubt Hallmark will be calling me any time soon.
It's the real deal though. Babies are tough work, especially for the stay-at-home mom. I do it all. I'm up all night if she is. I change her 95% of the time, I bathe her, I console her, I feed her, I hold her....it isn't that K doesn't try to do these things. He does try. She just doesn't allow it to happen for long. She will begin screaming until I have her.
They say this is healthy...a good, healthy attachment to the one who ensures her survival, but man, I'm tired.
I'd love a break. Just for like an hour. I say this, but at the same time I don't want to leave her with anyone. Hell, I'd take a break in the form of her being happily awake for a solid hour during the day, rather than screaming her head off. I don't necessarily have to be away from her for a break.
I'm sick of sitting on the couch, or in the chair, or in the bed. I am getting serious cabin fever and there is nothing I can do about it. :( It worries me because I'm already at risk for SADD with the weather changing. That's the last thing I need and not getting out can surely only exacerbate it. I hope not though.
This too shall pass.
I know.
I'm trying hard to focus on that fact.
Sometimes it is hard though.
She's already a month old. Well, she will be on Wednesday the 17th. It's crazy. She's already 1/3 of the way through her newborn stage. Wow. That puts things in perspective.
It doesn't make it easier, but does add a silver lining to the rough days/nights.
I love my little Napoleon.
She's wonderful.
Truly.
I just wish I could get a break.
Also, I want to vent for a second that NO ONE in my family has seen the baby except mom, because I took her to her house when she was 2 days old, and Joyce and Harold who came to the welcome party.
No one has bothered to call or stop by to see her. It pisses me off a bit, but at the same time anything else would have been a shock.
Well, they will have to come up this way, because she hates the carseat and I'm not hauling a screaming baby to them. Surely they can sacrifice their time to come here for once.
Ugh.
I'm such a pissy mood.
I think a nap is in order.
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