My morning routine that used to take half an hour pre baby, has become 2-3 hrs long.. that entails waking up, feeding Eli, showering, making bed, and getting us dressed. It makes me wonder:
Today I looked at my jewelry and remembered that I used to get all dolled up before leaving the house. Now I wear yoga pants and nursing tanks and a sweater, throw my hair up and I actually feel proud and accomplished, much like this:
When I spend the day playing with baby, watching TV and don't feel like making dinner, this is what I am thinking:
I think I've gotten to that stage of deliriousness/giggly/borderline psychopath that comes after being awake for days at a time, because even though I'm miserable, can't sleep and overdue, I just don't even care anymore. ABOUT ANYTHING.
When people at work (yes, still here) talk to me, I just laugh and walk away. At them, not with them, for thinking it's ok to continue making dumbass comments everyday. It makes me realize how smart my baby is for wanting to stay in there and not come out and play with all the ass hats the world has to offer. I really don't blame him one little bit.
And I kind of want to go canoeing just to see if this would happen.
My boss started emailing me a 'weekly check in' email with all kinds of random, non-important, non-time-sensitive BULLSHIT last Friday. I got out of the hospital last THURSDAY after a c-section. I have not responded to his email yet. This is me:
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