May 31, 2007
I have been pretty mood swing-y the past few days, which I suppose is to be expected. Most of the time I feel more or less like my usual self, i.e. reasonably capable and in control of my life. Then sometimes I have these weird anxiety attacks during which I feel this random panic that something... somehow... is going to go terribly wrong. It's bizarre and I know it's hormonal, but that doesn't help much when I'm in the middle of it. I'm hoping it's a temporary postpartum thing that will clear up after a couple of weeks. Luckily it does seem to be intermittent.
Apart from that, things are going well. I took Gus to preschool dropoff and pickup today, because it was Keith's first day back at work. I remember, back when Stazi was a newborn, feeling this sense of total overwhelming panic (non-hormonally-induced panic, too!) when it was time for Keith to go to work and me to be in charge of two whole children all by myself. This time around, I was a little trepidatious (Firefox informs me that is not actually a word; tough nuts, Firefox) but nothing major. And in fact the day has gone pretty well. Everyone at the preschool oohed and aahed over Gus -- and also over my Ella Roo sling. I actually sewed a mei tai-style sling for him, but it's a little big and unwieldy while he's still in the "roll up in a tiny ball" newborn stage, so for now I'm sticking with the Ella Roo. Anyway, I vastly prefer it to the infant bucket carrier during preschool dropoff/pickup because 1) it leaves both hands free for carrying artwork, holding children's hands, etc., and 2) it keeps Gus up away from inquisitive preschooler hands. I am not thrilled about taking Gus into the germ-laden environment that is your average preschool, but I have no real choice, so I figure keeping him in the sling with his head mostly covered is the best way to handle it.
While Zeke and Stazi were at preschool, I deposited a bunch of checks at the bank, bought a coffee, and filled a couple of prescriptions. God bless whoever invented the drive-thru, because I was able to do all of the preceding errands from the comfort of my driver's seat. I then took Gus to the library, and in an amusing repeat of what happened the very first time I took Zeke to the library, at around the same age, I was able to peruse the stacks for about ten whole minutes before Small Potato decided it was time to eat again and began making his presence very loudly known. So I checked out the two books I managed to find in that time, and we hustled on out of there.
Since we got home from preschool two hours ago, I have actually managed to nurse the baby three times, read two storybooks to Zeke and Stazi (well, Gus too, but I don't think he cared much), fill out Zeke's registration form for "Camp COSI", put a load of diapers in the wash, make lunch for everybody except myself, and put Stazi down for her nap. Gus is also sleeping at the mo. I feel like superwoman.
Posted at May 31, 2007 2:08 PM
Posted by: Danielle at May 31, 2007 9:51 PM
Ha! I think you *are* superwoman.