Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Day 11: I Just Needed a Break

Most mornings on my way to work I am excited for a new day of teaching but also sad to leave my girls.  I look forward to going home and playing with them before bed, especially on Mondays when my husband is home and we can play as a whole family!  Yesterday was not one of those days.  Both my children have colds and the sound of their breathing along with my husbands snoring is keeping me awake.

I am exhausted and dealing with some sort of cold myself and all I want to do is get some rest.  I had visions of the old days where I would come home from school, flip on some Gilmore Girls and nap until 7pm.  Then I would get up and move myself into bed and sleep away.  I suppose I could still do that but my children would probably not appreciate it.  Since Matt was home last night I went in to lay down at around 5:30 and told him to come and get me when the baby was hungry.  Here I was exhausted and someone was telling me to go ahead and nap...hurray!!  I couldn't sleep. I could hear the kids out in the living room and Ellis kept wanting to come in and say hi to mommy.  I was admittedly crabby about it at the time because I was so exhausted  but in the light of day (or dark before my early bird class) I can survive tired and I look forward to playing with the kids tonight. 

 
The exhaustion led me to pick out my outfit in a dark haze between snooze button and breast pumping so it is rather ill fitting.  I chose a blue trapeze top that i got before the girls were born and it fits but is feeling really short.  I paired it with an open cardigan from the loft and some trouser jeans that have not fit me since I was 25.  How I managed to squeeze myself into them today I don't know.  I feel like I may be having a sisterhood of the traveling pants moment where magic pants fit all who try them on!  I am also wearing some cute tortoise print flats that i got in between my pregnancies.  I am generally feeling tired and weary today and the picture is not helping!

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