Yesterday or Crying Over Spilled Milk

2 Nov

Yesterday was kinda one of those days.

You know the kind.  Nothing really goes right.  You screw something up.  You forget things.  It seems like the world is conspiring against you.  But mostly you screw things up.

Or maybe that’s just me.

Clara woke up at 5am for a feeding.  No problem.  Part of being a mom.  Except that I had just gotten up to pump about an hour before.  So I had to go warm up a bottle for her.  And by the time it was ready she was mad, mad, MAD.  But she ate, and went back to bed without too much fuss, and I crawled back in mine around 6.

That’s when I realized that my alarm was going to emit that terrible beeping sound at 7am.  One short hour away.  So, rather than sleep that extra hour I decided I would do something I don’t get to do very often these days.  Shower.

As an aside – being a mom has resulted in a sharp decline in my level of personal cleanliness.  Nothing gross, I’m just saying.  I don’t always get to brush my teeth in the morning anymore.  Sometimes I forget to eat.  Or just plain don’t have time to do it.  I might go a couple days between showers.  There just doesn’t seem to be enough time in the day to do those little things that make you feel more like a human.  They say that this gets better.  I hope so.

So I took a gloriously long shower, got dressed and even put on makeup.  The reason behind all this – we were having an inspection on the new house at 9am.  So I had to get me and Clara down to Holly Springs in time for that.  No problem.  We got there, and sitting in the car in front of the house, I watched dump trucks driving in and dropping off dirt.  They are grading the back yard for us before closing.  I sat there until Clara started to complain that she was hungry.  By the time I was done feeding her, it was well past an excusable time to be late, and still no inspector.  So I called up our agent, only to find that the inspection was actually scheduled for 2pm.  Hahaha.

I went off to explore Holly Springs and Apex for a bit, and then headed home.

A few other random and seemingly insignificant things happened in the afternoon, including not being able to find my one pair of jeans that fit when I needed to leave the house.

We had a lovely evening, and then after I fed Clara, I went to pump again.  And as I was getting up to put the milk in the fridge, I spilled about half of it all over the table.  I know.  It’s just milk.  But it seems like more than that.

When you have to get up in the middle of the night.  When you make such an effort to get that milk in that bottle.  It seems like more than that.

Call me crazy.  It’s probably true.

But I cried,  Over spilled milk.


Tears.  Because of milk.  Yep.

At any rate, it really is much more comical today, after a bit of sleep.  Funny how time and rest put such a different perspective on things.

We have an appointment with the pediatrician today, and it will be interesting to see how much she has grown.  She’s just so skinny, it doesn’t seem like she’s gaining any weight.  But according to Joel’s tape measure (super accurate – haha), she’s about 2.5″ longer than when she was born.  She just doesn’t have those typical baby fat rolls… she’s keeping her chicken legs and skinny arms.  We will see what they say.

I had someone ask about the freezer paper stencils I did, so I will work on getting that post up.  Such a fun project!!

I love these two people.

Happy Tuesday, all.

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