Monday, May 9, 2011

slow down

Is that even possible?

At the moment it doesn't seem so.

Case in point: in the midst of this completely overscheduled weekend (is that three in a row? more, less? I can't even conceive of my past few weeks at the moment), I showed up at a housewarming. My friend whose new home we were warming, took one look at me and laughed in that Aw, are you okay, you look pathetic way. Then I walked into the house and saw a couple of other friends. One took one look at me, threw her arms around me and said, "Are you okay? What happened?!"

I turned to everyone and said, "I made it here, but if I don't go home now and lie down, I won't make it through the rest of the weekend."

Okay, moms who have given birth, especially naturally, you know that point you reach when you've been in labor for hours and you know you don't have it in you to push that one more time, but then the urge comes, and you feel like dying would be so much easier than to do that one more push and you're too tired even to cry, though you feel like that's all you want to do, and you can feel yourself slipping practically into unconsciousness?

That's how tired (minus the painful labor) I felt standing in my friends new home, surrounded by caring women. Thank goodness. They got it and said, It's okay, go home and rest. Hugs, and I was gone. I pseudo napped for a couple of hours with Mr. Cynic on the opposite sofa, old Twilight Zone episodes - funny, huh? - in front of us. And then the rest of the family came home and it was time to go go go to the next events of the evening, and I'll tell you more about everything as soon as I have really recouped and can find pictures, etc. For now, I need to get ready to go to the dentist. again. Wish me luck.


  1. You were in my dream last week. My car broke down and I ended up on your doorstep. You said "Oh Hi!" and gave me a big hug, but then wouldn't let me in your house --I didn't ask to come in, out of politeness, but you implied I had to wait outside or leave. Something was going on in your home that you didn't want me to see, I guess. You had a big carport and millions of dollars, too, by the way.

    When I woke up, I thought (& said) "No way would Cathy not let me in!" My husband had no idea what I was talking about first thing in the morning - LOL!

    Anyway - go to sleep! easier said than done, I know. My sleep-deprivation is kicking up my anxiety, which is exacerbating the problem. I am not exhausted like that yet, but I am quite wrecked!

  2. that is really funny! you're right, you're always welcome, as long as you don't mind some clutter and dog and cat hair, which is probably what i was trying to hide. lol!

  3. ps: you have a 3 month old. and 2 big kids. sleep dep is just part of the package. enjoy the crazy! (and rest whenever you can.)

