January 11, 2010

Between not posting regularly during the holidays and focusing last week on the “best of” ChowMama, there’s a lot I haven’t had a chance to say to you all. Okay. Not a lot. Just one big (ass) thing: I’m tired. So, so tired.
My adorable, sweet, smiling baby still isn’t sleeping during the day. He’s often (not always, though) happy sitting in his swing, mellowing out, but somehow it’s still exhausting. I feel like I rush through everything and don’t have a moment to savor my cooking, my writing, the silence… anything. For me, this kind of exhaustion has a domino effect. I’m not just tired from the legitimately tiring new baby stuff like lack of sleep, now I’m tired of EVERYTHING. Of wearing maternity jeans (I know it’s only been 2 1/2 months, but still!), of my back aching from breast feeding, my skin breaking out because I don’t get enough rest, of not being ready to give you a big update I’ve been working on… you name it.
So what’s a tired girl to do? Well, first, complain. (See above.) Then take matters into her own hands. I may not be able to control how much sleep I can get or whether my littlest ChowBaby naps, but I can start working on feeling better physically. I know this is going to sound a lot like new year’s resolutions (*yawn*), but I swear it’s just a coincidence of timing. See, I don’t like new year’s resolutions. They never work (for me). Plain and simple. Let’s say these efforts are about approaching the three-month postpartum mark. That’s a milestone, right?
So what’s my plan?
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