1. Meg goes to daycare on Tuesdays. I always drop off and Thomas always picks up. This Tuesday, he had a late meeting, so I picked up. As I walked up to her room, I saw Meg playing happily. The second she saw me, she threw down the toys and ran as fast as she could right into my arms. I almost cried. I don’t think anyone has ever been so excited to see me. I really need to daycare pickup more often.
2. I hate the idea of taking something to stay awake, so I’ve been trying to go without the diphenhydramine. It didn’t go well. I’ll be sitting on the couch, watching Meg play, then wake up a half hour later to a huge crash in the kitchen or Meg playing with my glasses while they’re still on my face. Yesterday, Meg wouldn’t nap. I tried everything. Finally I laid down on the floor next to the crib…and woke up an hour later confused and disoriented. I closed my eyes again, then woke up another hour later. I guess as long as I’m taking sleeping pills for nausea I’ll also have to have some way to keep myself awake.
3. My husband has a client meeting this afternoon near where his mom lives (3 hours away). He took Meg and they’re going to stay overnight. It feels really weird to have the house to myself! I stayed because I have two different get-togethers tonight, but now I’m annoyed about that. When I’m home alone, I like to make the most of my time – watch movies Thomas doesn’t like, order dinner, do whatever I want. I don’t want to LEAVE.
4. Even when I’m not nauseous, the thought of food turns my stomach. I’m dreading Thanksgiving. A holiday that’s almost entirely about food? Whose idea was THAT? It makes me feel sick just thinking about it. Also, we always host Thanksgiving at our house, so the whole house needs to be cleaned. Ick.
5. Unisom makes it really hard for me to wake up, so every morning I bring Meg into our bed and turn on Modern Family (I bought Season 1). She LOVES it. I feel like the new baby is already detrimental to Meg – before this she watched TV about once a month.
6. I have a bunch of those Younkers Community Day books we were selling for MOPS. They have to be used tomorrow and I have no desire to go shopping. I bought a bunch of maternity clothes last weekend. There’s no point in buying regular clothes. Meg doesn’t need clothes.
7. After 17 months of taking care of a child, I have NO attention span. I can only do something for 15 minutes at the most before I expect to get interrupted. It's kind of hard to fill the hours without my family when I can't focus on anything. They left 2 hours ago and I've already cleaned the kitchen a little, took the trash out, went through the mail, ran to the post office, read some blogs, wrote this post, made lunch, ate lunch, watched Friends...maybe its a good thing I have plans tonight.