they sure as hell weren’t kidding about the sleepless nights. i haven’t had any proper sleep for 1 week and 3 days now i’m practically a walking dead. but a happy one at that. which makes me a happy walking dead.
it’s not so bad, i guess. mainly because it’s also so worth it when i watch my baby’s tiny face and button nose and wandering eyes and a mouth that couldn’t seem to get enough of my boobs.
oh, yes. THE bOObs. now looking more humongous than ever. i’m amazed. i never knew they had it in ’em — that potential to grow and form cleavage and shit. it’s amazing.
until they start leaking milk through my shirt and i’m left walking around the house looking like a hobo who could also use some shower and maybe a bit of eyebrow makeup.
i’m thinking of sharing in here how my labor went. gayle’s the only one who seems to be interested as not a lot of people actually read my blog (which is good ‘coz it gives me a sense of obscurity amidst the publicity of the world wide web) but i had thought about it already before anyway. just as i thought about sharing a lot of things which i never got to because, you know, laziness life.
the same excuse i tell myself when i start panicking over the mounting laundry and the floors that need to be vacuumed and the dishes that need to be washed and all other pending housework that’s doing my head in and making me wish we were living in the philippines where there’s the convenience of having a house help.
the best advice i got was two days ago from natalie, jeff’s client’s wife who has a 3-year old son of her own. we had a bit of a chat and it felt really nice to talk to somebody who’s been through this before and knows where i’m coming from.
her no-nonsense advice?
“fuck cleaning. rest when the baby’s sleeping.”
so here i am… blogging. lol.
(the dad is somewhere in the city rollerblading with his crew too so, yeah, baby’s been fed and chillin’ and we’re all here just doin’ our thang.)
but for real, though, me and my kilay are barely just surviving. (-.-)
*raven at birth
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congrats, jan and jeff! 🙂 ka-cute sa feet oi 🙂 bitaw jan, rest when your baby is sleeping 😀
i’m trying to do that now, lars. ma guilty man ko gud resting knowing that i have a lot of things to do. but then the sleepless nights tend to take its toll on me sad. i get cranky and stressed. so now i’m trying to take it slow.
basta unaha jud pahuway kung mo-rest si baby kay ikaw ray makapoy if dili ka mo-rest 🙂
Congratulations on the arrival of your bundle of joy!! Cute, tiny feet! 🙂 Hope you’re getting enough rest. 🙂
i’m trying. with everything that needs to be done, it’s a challenge but i reckon i’m doing okay. i think. lol. slowly but surely.
I hope it’s getting better day by day. Slowly but surely, as you say. 🙂
Congratulations! 🙂
thank you, mustachio. =)
Congrats on the new addition to the family! Such an exciting time for you, and if you are tired, you must rest. It’s good for your body 😀 Blogging can wait, and of course the laundry can wait too! You honestly sound so chilled about it all. Maybe it’s because you are Asian and Asians are the coolest 😀
oh, i’m pretty chill, alright. as chill as my growing eyebags! lol.
thanks, mabel! =)
Yes, I totally agree with your friend; you need that rest. Welcome to the woes and joys of motherhood. 🙂
thanks, guys. =) i reckon motherhood is an adventure in itself. maybe not climbing mountains like what you guys do but it’s still pretty tiring. although it’s all worth it.
hey.. congrats… i haven’t had a straight sleep for almost 2 years and do i really want a second one? you bet..
omg, tell me about it. haven’t had more than 3 hours’ worth of sleep for almost 2 weeks now. i have the feeling this trend will continue for the next several months.
eyebags galore!
and the cleavage will disappear again after some months so back to bra with padding… no wonder i was depressed… 🙂
really?! nooo!!!
hahahaha. oh well, better enjoy it while it lasts, then. =p