So Very Tired

Friday, March 26th, 2010 • No Comments on So Very Tired

I’m utterly wiped out this week.  I think it’s a combination of not having babysitting for a week, sick puppy issues. trying to get a bunch of work done, which kept me up until 1 AM more nights than not, and what might be Patrick’s four-month growth spurt.  All of that combined has me feeling not only tired, but a bit sick. Blah.

Despite not having a babysitter for the first 2 months of Patrick’s life, I seriously missed Ashleigh last week. It’s amazing how much of a difference those 20 or so hours each week make to my mental well-being.  Though she’s been back since Wednesday, I’m still feeling a bit out of sorts.  Short on patience, a little snappish, just plain tired of the endless routine. 

I was moving right along and doing just fine until Saturday night when Henry suddenly got sick.  I thought it was the end of the road for the fourteen year old dog because his symptoms came on suddenly and seemed rather dire—hardly walking, staggering and falling when he tried, vomiting, refusing to eat.  Of course, it was the weekend and my vet was closed, but thankfully I’m friends with my vet after years of monthly (and often more) visits.  I called her and we decided to watch and wait until Monday, unless he got worse.  Thankfully, he stayed the same and the verdict on Monday morning was an inner ear infection.  Once I knew that, it explained the balance and vomiting issues.  He’s still not himself after almost a week—which has added a host of chores to my daily routine, including carrying him downstairs, guiding him outside and doling out several meds that he refuses to take—but he’s definitely feeling more like himself.  Poor puppy.

The work has been a bit of a saving grace, even if it keeps me up too late and causes me to lose sleep.  I got the galleys of Fairy Tale Lust proofread and returned, I wrote that long story last week and wrote and pitched another anthology idea earlier this week.  There are a bunch of April 1 anthology deadlines and I’m working on those.  The writing keeps me going when other things don’t, so I can’t complain too much about the lost sleep.  I wish I could nap during the day. It might make life a bit easier.

And as we approach the four-month mark, Patrick is being a little more vocal and demanding.  I’ve read that in addition to a growth spurt, 4 months also marks a period of “sleep regression” where babies who were previously sleeping through the night might go back to sleeping only 3-4 hours.  That hasn’t happened yet (and I wouldn’t mind at all if Patrick skips this particular milestone), but he has been having a bit more difficulty going to sleep.  The only “cure” seems to be for him to babble loudly, almost bordering on a yell, until he finally puts himself to sleep. It’s amusing, but it also jangles my nerves because I don’t like loud noise.  It’s only been going on for a couple of days, so hopefully it’ll pass quickly and he won’t also start waking up in the middle of the night again. I can’t imagine how much more tired I can get.

Next week should be better.  I have a full week (20 hours) of babysitting, which will certainly put me back on track mentally.  Henry is recovering slowly but steadily and should be back to his normal self by this time next week.  Patrick has his four-month appointment with the pediatrician on Thursday, so I can find out if this rash/eczema he’s experiencing requires something stronger than OTC cream, which doesn’t seem to be working, and also get some reassurance that this growth spurt, or whatever it is, is normal.  The writing deadlines will be nagging at me through the week, but maybe I’ll manage to write a new story or two.  And on Friday, Sheri is coming for a quick weekend visit!  I know she’s mostly coming to see Patrick, but just having her around through the weekend to hang out and play—and help me with Patrick—will be wonderful.

So, the goal for the weekend is to try to squeeze in a nap or two to get back some of my energy, do as much writing as possible and cuddle with the baby, when he isn’t busy serenading me with baby yells. 

Posted by Kristina in Life

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