Overwhelmed
I am happy and freaked out at the same time. I was just realizing tonight that we move in LESS THAN 1 month…our movers are set to come to our Lawrence house at 1pm on Wed. May 21st and move all the furniture and heavy stuff to our Gardner house. We are set to close the paperwork at 10:00 am on Wednesday May 21st. I think I’ll have to find a babysitter that day..
I still have a lot to pack. Donald’s aunt is going to watch Joshua for a couple weekends so I can pack and clean, which I am very grateful for, but I just am stressed by everything that’s going on. I’ve been trying to stay in good spirits even though I’m going back to work earlier than I would like, but it’s what has to be done. Part of loving Joshua is making sure we have enough money to pay for his adoption, our new house, food and clothing for him, etc.
I’ve been trying to work on things around the house, but my days (and nights) have been filled with feeding, rocking, making formula, burping, changing diapers, changing clothes. I just get him settled and it’s time to restart it over again. I am happy to do it, but I’m concerned as to how I’m going to do everything and care for him at the same time. Monday morning we have OUR house inspection, so I need to get our house cleaned up for that. *Another sigh.*
Thanks for listening to me vent.
Posted by: DramaQueen | 04-26-2008 | 09:04 PM
Posted in: Moving | Frustration | Life as Mom
Nope, sorry, I don’t think you have enough to do right now. Newborn and moving house and new job are all very well, missy, but I’m fully expecting you to hold to that promise to run for city council next week. And save the starving children in Ethiopia. And start growing all of your own organic foods, the excess of which you’ll sell at a hand-built produce stand by the side of the road, wearing clothing that you sewed yourself after spinning the wool of several sheep you raised in your backyard.
Seriously, girlfriend–give yourself a break. Any one of those new things would, by itself, be all-consuming and exhausting. You’re juggling all three at once. You must be pooped.
I hope you’re asking for lots of help from friends and family? (I myself will be glad to babysit or help pack anytime you want to drop off either small fry or some moving boxes down here.
Hang in there. Here is a big hug for you and Donald and a kiss for Joshua!