Skip to main content

Here we are, doing the things, all at once . . . again.

We don’t seem to do things by halves here, even though both my husband and I agree that sometimes, we really just should. Even just 4/5ths would be a nice change. 

Ever since we got together, we seem to do everything at once. It’s annoying and stressful and sometimes a bit exciting, and did I mention stressful? We always have multiple things on the go and it can be a lot to handle. Our current “let’s do everything all at once” saga involves renovating two houses and having two babies, in under two years. It’s a bit much, really, and we both agree that we’re done with renovations and having babies.

The idea of just being is so very appealing, yet the ironic thing is - we just have to do everything all at once for this one last time - and then we can just be. Well, we don’t actually have to per say, because we’re choosing to, but we’re choosing to because we have stupid expectations. We must always remember that these are our choices and to own them. 

Anyway, it’s currently 9:07pm and my husband is plumbing a vanity and I’m feeding the baby for what feels like the 154th time today. We’re both just doing the things we need to do to make it through the next few days. In the coming week, we’re hopefully getting a development in our next house situation, which is why my husband is in a big rush to get as much done as quickly as possible.

I don’t really know the point of all this other than to remind our future selves: don’t be stupid and try do all the things at once, again! Try to just enjoy the next stage and know that bigger and better isn’t always better (sometimes it’s just more). Okay, this isn’t making much sense now and my brain is all gobbledygook (what a fun word that is) from basically spending the past few weeks as a sleepless human cow, so I’m just going to end on a few, random notes:

- Babies like white noise so loud that it sounds like you’re standing under a waterfall, but instead of feeling alive and refreshed, you just feel spluttery and exhausted and wishing you were somewhere tropical instead of in your house, covered in spew.

- We made our toddler a mud kitchen for Christmas and it’s a hit and a half. She’s been making potions lately with pine needles, cornflour, and murky water. Good times.

- I forgot how . . . sticky (gross, but I can’t think of a better word), you feel after having a baby for the first month or so, because you’re constantly coated in various bodily fluids (only half of them yours) and the moment you try and shower your baby will wake up, loudly proclaiming that you have starved them. 

- I made our toddler a special basket full of fun things that she can use when I’m busy feeding the baby and her absolute favourite items are the stamps. It has gotten to a point though where she will chase you around the house trying to stamp your feet, so we’ve been trying to teach her about Stamp Consent. It’s not really sinking in yet; she just wants to love you by stamping you furiously with a blue lighthouse. 

That is all. Waving at you from the depths of chaos.

Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

A review of the types of people who sell animals on TradeMe.

I’m always on the hunt for new internet rabbit holes to venture down during all these long nights. Sometimes I’ll just read random articles or follow a Wikipedia chain or read up about conspiracy theories just for the fun of it. I’m not too sure how I got into investigating (okay, that’s way too strong a word for staring at a screen to stop my eyelids dropping) the animals for sale on TradeMe, but here we are. Upon reading several listings and gasping at the price of these creatures, I began to notice some particular themes within each subset of seller. And because I don’t have anything better to do during these ungodly hours, I’ve categorised these sellers into neat, little boxes. Healthy stuff. Let’s start with the pigs. Surprisingly, pig sellers tend to be of very few words. I was lowkey disappointed because I expected an almost rambunctious air about them, verging on mildly jolly. However, most listings just include one or two blurry photos of the pigs at least 5m away in a paddoc...
Post a Comment
Read more

Plumbers and Broats

Today has been a strange morning so far, involving plumbers, blue food colouring, and awkwardly pacing around inside my house. Is it just me who gets nervous and feels awkward when they have a tradie working in their house? It's probably just me. This would be a typical thing that makes me feel weird, but no one else would seem to have a problem with it. Now I'm just rambling. Another weird thing I do. We have a couple of plumbers working on the downstairs in our house as we're renovating the bathroom. The plumbers are very nice and normal and I've talked to them and showed them the work that needs to be done and it was fine. They aren't even in the main section of our house. My toddler and I are on a completely different floor, but with every little noise I think, "but what if they come up the stairs?" And I mean, what if they do? Therefore, in the possibility that they may come into the main section of our house (which again, is unlikely, given that all ...
Post a Comment
Read more

Alone (with peas and Sard).

These past 12 hours I’ve had so much alone time, I feel quite strange and everything feels unfamiliar.  It has been wonderful! But also a bit weird. It’s really made me realise that before I had kids, I had So. Much. Time.  But that’s always the way it is, isn’t it? You don’t appreciate something until it’s gone. And then you have a new blessing in its place and all you can think is, “wow I’m so constantly busy” and “wow, I would love to use the bathroom alone,” and “wow, I can’t remember what silence sounds like.” You lose yourself a little bit in motherhood. You find new parts of yourself too, of course. You grow and stretch and rise so much that it hurts. But you’re also so constantly on 24/7 that you barely have enough time to think you’re own thoughts. Last night my daughter slept through the night! It was amazing! I feel so well rested today and I’m so thankful. I have no idea why or how or anything else and it probably won’t happen again for goodness knows how long, but...
Post a Comment
Read more