Sigh. Joober is sleeping on my lap, and has been for oh, the past hour and a half. I could try putting him down, but that doesn’t always work. Besides, I think the time for putting him down has long passed me by. But that’s not all. Oh, no. His mouth is still attached to my boob. Yeah, that’s comfortable. The blinds are wide open, the sun is shining through the windows, and despite the snow outside, I’m hot. I’m wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt, not to mention Joober (and his Boppy) on my lap. But I will not risk waking him up. Such is a mother’s life.
At least I got all my housework done for today. Actually, being stuck here gives me a good, legitimate reason for idly surfing the Net and playing computer games. And admiring my son’s baby fingers and toes, and sweet eyelashes, puts me in a better mood than the one I’ve been in for most of the day.
Sometimes I wonder if the SAHM life is really for me. This usually happens when I have PMS and the baby is making me crazy. But not having to deal with the bad parts all day means I don’t get the good parts, either. It gets lonely, though. When the weather warms up I’d like to get out more. We all need some friends here.