Stuck between a couch and a soft place.

I'm so lazy these days. It's ridiculous. I get so many offers to get together with my lovely friends and family during the week, but I can't make time. It's like there is so much that needs to happen that I just manage it all by keeping the same hours as a 5 month old--that means taking several naps--in other words I don't do anything. Mine aren't always naps though, sometimes it's watching a movie or reading. But, in my own defense, if I'm watching a movie I'm usually folding laundry or pumping or eating. So as I'm working through this I think I'm realizing that instead of having situational post-partum depression or some sort of lazy thyroid, I think I'm just bad at managing time. Part of it is that I spend at least 3 hours a day pumping. Also, I need 9 hours of sleep, no less is acceptable. Then, the only time I get to myself is after the babe is in bed so I'm usually up until 11:30, which means I get up kinda late. Okay I'm gonna break it down (excuse me but this has been needing to be evaluated and this post wasn't meant to go this direction and if you find this boring and want to exit I don't blame you):


9am-wake up
9:15-eat and manage baby (she eats, change diaper, get her dressed)
10am-pump (baby sleeps)
11am-play with and feed baby
12:30-eat, maybe shower if time allows, straighten up house, relax (baby sleeps)
2pm-baby eats and plays
3:30-pump (baby sleeps)
4:30-relax and make dinner (ryan manages baby)
6pm-eat dinner
6:30-clean up and do other household chores (laundry etc)
7pm-bath baby
7:30-relax or homework
10pm-pump
11pm-nu-night


Okay, I resolve that I don't actually have that much time. And, these are nights that I don't have school. I realize now that other mothers just don't take the time I take to relax, and seriously the pumping thing is time consuming!!! Also, I have major issues with letting Maizey play alone. I feel so guilty when I plop her into her pack and play so that I can get work done around the house.


Wow. This whole post is very depressing. How very not SATC of me. It may not be glamorous, but it's my life and I love it. I love that many days I'm not out of my jammies until noon or so. But, I don't love it when Ryan comes home for lunch and I'm still in my bedroom in my jammies eating cereal. Now looking at my schedule, I can see why that happens--I'm busy until noon! I guess I just don't understand how moms of 2 toddlers (uh Georgia) can cook amazing meals from scratch (Georgia), bake homemade individual pumpkin cheesecakes (Georgia), and keep a spotless house (Georgia). Meanwhile I am guilty of cooking spaghetti 2 nights a week, having dog hair tumbleweeds on my floors, and going more days than I should admit without a shower, even though my baby sleeps probably about 18 hours a day. I cannot even tell you how long I've wanted to clean my shower, but I can't make time. I do, however, do about 8 or 9 loads of laundry a week. Then there is the blogging--that takes up a substantial amount of time. I think I need to hire a consultant. Maybe Mistilyn can get someone out here from Point B pro bono.


Any advice?

The old days when all I worried about was if the dogs had been fed, and wanting a baby. There was always plenty of time to vacuum dog hair tumbleweeds

I would just sit outside and read and listen to Theivery Corporation.

It's way harder and I do less reading and there are more tubleweeds, but it's WAY better.

I mean WAY better.