Mommy is Tired

Ohhhh so tired. More tired than tired ever was. The most tired that she can ever remember or even imagine. Maybe she is dreaming this tired state? She just had a face to face conversation with daddy and immediately forgot it. Why is she so tired?

We sleep at night. Sort of. Waylon wakes up every three or four hours to eat and so does Vladimir. Usually we wake up staggered so that she spends about an hour and a quarter changing and feeding us and then she gets us to go back to sleep. Last night she cleaned the bathroom too, at 2am. Last Wednesday she made cranberry sauce at 3 in the morning. And usually she spends at least 25 minutes pumping breast milk after one of our feedings. What's to be so tired about?

It's not like she is tiring herself out by doing any physical activity. She hasn't exercised in months. Where would she find the time?

Well, no time for her to nap now - Waylon is hungry - and mommy is working too.

She asks me if she already fed me - but how can I tell her yes or no? She knows she wrote it down but she "...can't find that darn notebook". Ah well, might as well feed me again. How do you think I have more than doubled my weight already?

She keeps murmuring something about a Fellini movie and commenting on how she needs to get her eyebrows waxed. We have no idea what she is talking about. Every once in a while she straps on a little drum (what did you think I was going to say?? Dirty, dirty) and marches around the house saying "ZAM-Pa-No, ZAM-Pa-No" dum, dum, dum, dum-ditty, dum.

She just realized, after hearing it a bazillion times, that the song the little cow on our bouncy seats plays is "Old MacDonald" and now she can't stop singing along. She wonders how she could have never gotten that before now. The entire chair is a farm animal theme, it should have been so obvious...

So mommy is tired. Very tired. As a matter of fact it looks like she can't hold her eyes opened any longer. She might be drifting off into dreamland any moment....but not until she gets rid of my hiccups and changes my brother's diaper and makes some tea for daddy because he is sick. I think she also said something about putting up the Christmas tree.

We might start sleeping through the night soon, but I think I feel some sharp little things starting to poke through my gums and that makes me cry so I just don't know. I will have to consult with my brother and get back to you all on that....

In the meantime, if you see our mom, or if you speak with her on the phone, and she acts like she doesn't know you or she is unable to focus for more than a moment on the conversation please don't blame her. She is tired.