Finally, I have come to the point where I can no longer add another activity to the roster. I can learn no new information. I cannot lose that last six pounds that keeps me overweight, BMI-inly speaking.
I am spent. Sure, the kids are out playing (aka, screaming) with the neighbors right now as I type away on this blog and they are in school for most of the day. Gone are the days of 15-minute stretches of toddler activity like block building and whatever other boring games parents play with their kids. But, for whatever reason, the working and running around required of school-aged children has presented a whole new set of challenges. And just when I had gotten the swing of things.
And here is why:
1) Night shift. I am always exhausted. Always. I don't remember the last time I felt great. I view Red Bull as a new food group. And I no longer sleep. I merely nap.
Today, I needed to pick Penny up from school at 1 p.m. I woke up at 1:00 p.m., on the nose. I was out the door and in line to get her at 1:05, and she didn't even know I was late. Or panicky. She did notice I still had a tag on my new shirt.
2) The minivan culture. I am constantly driving to pick somebody up or drop them off. I really am beginning to understand the sweatpants revolution. Why would you want to put on real pants when you never leave your car?
3) The scheduling. My calendar makes my head hurt. We have a color-coded, online calendar that send alerts about daily activities. And yet, I still was 10 minutes late from picking up Penny from her assessment this week. (What is it with forgetting Penny? Oh, and she's back to Penny, btw.)
4) Exhaustion. This deserves it's own category. Kids need to be out the door in the morning by 7:30. They have homework and activities and Barbie playtime, which means bedtime is rarely earlier than 8. I like to nap (see above) until 9. Then there are dishes to put away, lunches to pack, clothes to lay out, coffee to drink, schedules to check, etc., etc. Just so we can get up and start it all again tomorrow.
I'll end here, mostly because I'm too tired to go on. Today, as I was driving the girls home, Katy Perry's "Firework" came on the radio. It's the girls' favorite song, so sat in the driveway and sang it at the top of our lungs. Or, I tried to sing it. I was getting so weepy and emotional that my voices was cracking at the "Boom, Boom, Boom," part. That is what exhaustion does to a person. It makes Katy Perry deep.
This is my life. Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon. (sniff, sniff)
3 comments:
ughh, I am exhausted from just reading... I wonder if things seem more hectic than usual because school just started. Once the routine gets ironed out things might feel a bit better (maybe? maybe?). Then again, the night shift's not going away. Anyway, hang in there. Oh, and I've sniffled along to my fair share of pop songs :-P
That sounds crazy! although you lost some sympathy points from me with the whole 'bedtime is rarely before 8pm'. I'm struggling with 10pm or later for my boys. I hope both girls in the same school helps with the hectic-ness.
Thanks for the sympathy. It'll actually get a little easier next week when I don't have to pick up the girls until 3. Penny had early dismissal for the first few weeks, which is a "nice" way to transition to kindergarten. I guess. Julie, do I get more sympathy points if I say, I nap from 8 until 9, then get my big sleep from 9 a.m. until 1 p.m., and that is all the sleep I get? No? Well, I guess I DO only work a 4 day week.
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