Hot flashes, tears, and time-outs.
I am hormonal.
I knew it when I got out of the shower this afternoon and felt a nasty hot flash. And, while I was watching TV while nursing Elena this afternoon, I cried at a commercial for some sort of energy drink. It was the music, I think.
And naturally, because I’m hormonal, Liam is having a rough time. He is trying to get attention by jumping on the sofa, so he and the Thinking Chair have become quite good pals.
Additionally - and probably related to hormones, I am tired of the barrage of people. Don’t get me wrong, it’s wonderful to have so many people who care that we’ve produced this little lady, but people tend to sap my energy rather than energize me. And when I’m worn out and tired of people, I’m just “a little rough around the edges” as AJ says.
I’ve also been feeling sad about my experience with Liam. It was so difficult and I wish it could have been similar to the last four days with Elena - she is so peaceful in comparison. Instead, we were both frustrated and sad and neither of us got any sleep for months. It was hard on all of us. And the most difficult thing about it is that it wasn’t either of our faults. It just WAS. L was an uncomfortable infant and I didn’t know what I know now. The poor first kid. It’s just like doing anything for the first time…you have to experiment your way through and the second time you do it, you finally reap the benefits.
Anyway, I’m just ready for a “normal,” quiet day. Maybe tomorrow.
