I think I may have been going through a little postpartum depression for the past few weeks now. I feel overwhelmed, anxious, and of course, depressed. It's not constant, but it comes in waves. Probably due to the usual new mommy stuff, lack of sleep, a sometimes crying colicky baby, having a 3 year-old who won't let baby take proper naps because she is...well...your average 3 year-old, not having any clothes that fit properly because of a tummy and boobs that are 3x their normal size, things like that.
We are also in the process of moving. And we have a problem with wasps, they keep coming into my girl's room of our apartment, not good for someone with a slight phobia of bees (me), 2 kids, and I have no idea if either of them are allergic. I think I finally figured out where they were coming in, but we'll have to wait a few days and see. Thank the Lord nobody has been stung. And on top of all that, our new neighbor across the way does pot, same as our last neighbor. So I really can't wait to get out of here, but can't seem to find the time to pack boxes, let alone do dishes and go up and down 3 flights of stairs to do the laundry.
yeah, this tired mama needs a makeover
As I said, the feelings come in waves. Hopefully things will calm down soon after the move and I'll be able to breathe again. Sleep on the other hand, I don't think I will ever sleep well again. Thank goodness for the invention of the baby swing, my son loves it, and it helps this mama sleep a little bit at night.
Baby Isaac is getting so big, he's 2 months now. I call him my chunky monkey. Lucy is getting a little better with him, but we still need to work with her being more gentle and not getting so much in his space. I get real frustrated with her at times, please God grant me patience. They are cute together and Isaac is really starting to warm up to her. Lucy said they are going to be friends, I hope that's true.
