Not sure what is putting Sophia out of sorts today. Three times I’ve tried to put her down for a nap to no avail. Tired though she is, she just cries and cries. I wonder if she’s teething again. But I’m sure tired and wish I could take a nap.
It seems like all I do anymore is complain. I wish I could bear this exhaustion and queasiness with patience and good grace. But it’s inconvenient and I just want to get back to life at a regular pace. I want to be able to cook and clean and get ready for Christmas and enjoy time with my girls. And instead I spend the day obsessing about food and sleeping because those are the two factors I can kind of control that seem to mitigate the sick feeling. At least I haven’t thrown up yet, so I’m doing better so far than I did with Bella or Sophie.
So I’m sorry to all my loyal readers. I hope my bellyaching doesn’t drive you all off. But this blog is first and foremost my vehicle for dealing with all of life’s ups and downs. I’m not here to win a popularity contest, to win friends and influence people. I’m just trying to get through the days as best I can and I need to vent off steam in order to not get too pressurized. I’ll hopefully get back to sweetness and profound thoughts in another month or so when I hit that happy second trimester.