I'm feeling a bit frustrated these days.
There has been much going on with our daily life and then add my mom's house fire and add home schooling, it certainly keeps us on our toes.
I feel like I've been getting myself hurt a lot lately, and I interpret it to be my body telling me to slow down. Just in the month of January alone, I have sprained my ankle, dropped a log on my foot, cut my middle finger, hurt my knee, burned my hand, stepped on a broken piece of glass.. and that's just what I remember.
My mom returns to work tomorrow and while she is gone and staying with her sister during the week, I will continue to weed through the bags of burned things, sorting out the good stuff and tossing the rest. I also need to finish cleaning out the apartment and pull out all of our stuff. We had been using it for storage and putting all our ebay sale items in there.
I had been tag-teaming school lessons with another home schooling mama, but put it on hold until all this fire stuff is through. Her teaching style is different from mine-- I think I'm more of the un-schooling type and she is much more regimented than I am. I can't decide if this is a good thing, to continue to teach together, or go my own way.
I also have not been breast-feeding Baby as much, since he is eating more solids now, and I swear, if it wasn't for the morning and evening nursing, I would have had my period. I had all the symptoms of my cycle-- cramping, achy legs, crankiness (the husband can attest to that!) and just plain old misery, but I had none of the bleeding. I have tried to increase the nursing to see if I can stave off the cycle for at least another couple of months. My cycles can be brutal and I really don't want to deal with it just yet.
I am participating in a Hand Made Swap and my deadline to make something, anything, is Feb 10th. The purpose of the swap is to take pictures of the process and show that hand made anything is a lovely and natural gift. I still haven't decided what I want to make yet.
I made a doll for Middle for her birthday. We got all caught up in the drama of my mom's house fire, so I didn't get a chance to make it until a few days ago. It was a bad day. First, she was all pouty with me and told me "I don't want you". ouch Then when I started working on her doll, and showed her the almost finished doll, she complained, "the neck is too long, I don't like it." (I was going to make a choker for the doll to match the one I made for her) I lost it. I told her I was going to finish her doll, but I wasn't going to give it to her. It would be put away until she learns to be appreciative for things that people make and/or give to her.
It was a long day and one in which I couldn't wait for Hubby to get home and take over for me. I just wanted to curl up in bed with the covers over my head. I was crampy and cranky and wounded and just in a foul mama mood.
I can't seem to shake this foul mama mood-- The dog taking a poo on the floor pisses me off. The cat screeching at the dog pisses me off. The spilled tomato juice, the girls using my childhood books for hopscotch, the blank idea for the swap... it all pisses me off!
I diagnose myself with Cabin Fever. I need to get out of the house for a day and refresh myself, go somewhere new or lose myself in an antique mall, window shop and pretend I have gobs of money to buy this and that.
I love my family, but I'm seriously overdue for some mama time.