It took until Phoebe was about 5 months old, but I definitely feel the fog of PPD lifting. Perhaps it was suddenly having to work 30+ hours a week and take care of the kids full time while Aaron travels overnights a couple days a week. Perhaps I finally just got the hang of having two kids.
One thing I do know was that it was no thanks to Aaron’s station commander. I went to exactly two counseling sessions because if Aaron needed off every other week his commander would have had a cow and demanded to know what as wrong and I didn’t want to give him any more ammunition to make Aaron miserable. I wish I had been able to go more but I took the super basic advice they gave me and ran with it.
And now I’m making more time for me. More time to enjoy the babies verse always “working” for them. I’m not yelling at Aaron over every tiny thing. I don’t cry most days now.
And boy am I glad to be feeling happier these days. Winter was horrid last year and I’m so glad I don’t have to face it with PPD. I still have moments, but it’s so much easier. I smile so much more. I have joy in things. Life feels “good” again.
And I just as thought you all should know. 😊
Patrick and my brother. I had to share this. Most of y’all know my brother moved in with us 6 months ago. Well, since he moved in, he’s gotten a full time job (with pretty decent benefits), is going through their program to be eligible for assistant manager down the road, pays all his own bills, is working on paying down his debt, and has lost over 70lbs. I would never brag about him to his face (he doesn’t need a bigger ego, lol) but y’all I’m so proud of him. He’s turning his life around is so many positive ways and I’m probably just as proud of him as my parents are.
Also…Patrick loves playing with him. And I had to add the second picture because they are so cheesy! 😊
My Saturday nights are cooler than yours because I do this…
Also…this is the second year I’ve made pickles, and no matter how many of those suckers I cram in the jar…there’s always loads of room at the bottom. 😒
My BIL loves pickles, so a couple are for him at Christmas. Maybe a few more family members too…not sure yet! But…we have pickles! And 3.5 pints not pictured because they are in the canning pot!
That, going forward, August and September will be a little bit spendy for us…we have 4 birthdays between those two months that we buy gifts. Oye! Between my birthday, Aaron’s, and our two little nephews…I’m seeing we need to budget a little better for this!! LOL.
Upside is that we get our nephew’s some adorable clothes to go into the cooler weather months with…and I’m pretty sure they will grow like Patrick and nothing will fit by the time hard winter sets in, LOL. But that’s OK!!
Anyway…pointless post except I just realized this after buying the last of the gifts last night (upside is Aaron and our nephew who is a September baby already have gifts from us, so no extra spending in September…so maybe it’s better to say August will be spendy, LOL).
Now if only Carter’s could get there act together and get my package to my nephew already! I ordered his stuff two weeks ago!
I’ve had dreams more than twice this month that I was pregnant again.
That scares the shit out of me and my brain needs to knock that off. My hands are full right now and down the road we can talk about more.
I wish Phoebe had followed her brother and started sleeping through the night when she turned 5 months old. It was glorious. But nope. She still wakes up almost every two hours at night to nurse.
And she sleeps great for about 3-4 hours at the beginning of the night in her pack n play, but as soon as she wakes up and ends up in bed with us, she’s up every two hours to eat. I’m not a fan of co-sleeping because I never get good sleep and my neck constantly hurts, but I’m so tired at night I forget to put her back in her bed. And the nights I do she just cries so it’s more comfortable for her to sleep with us. But ugh.
I constantly feel like death and I’m forever tired.
I’m going to be the best rested woman in her 50s for sure because my kids will be grown and I will sleep like a dream. One day. For now…I see a nap today during my little ones nap…as long as they both go down today.
For the birthday wishes…I finally reminded Aaron about dinner time and after he bs-ed a while, he admitted he forgot. So, we made up and had dinner and did a little shopping and I’m better.
Retail therapy helps.
Also…you know you’re growing up when you get excited about new pots/pans for your birthday. LOL. I turned down jewelry for them!
But I did buy a ton of books with money from my brother and a bath caddy for my kindle and a nice bath pillow from my Mom’s money to have super awesome baths with my LUSH stuff! 😀
So I’m happy. I guess one thing about getting older is your day becomes less important and he does always remember the kids birthdays and “monthiversaries.” I did, however, remind him that important too and the little things go a long way.
But thank you guys for the happy birthdays!! ❤❤❤