Babies, Attitudes, Graduation, and The Bachelorette

Mothering the munchkins has been a surprisingly smooth ride over the past week. *knock on wood* Shiphrah has two molars (her first!) peeking through her gums and her attitude has improved dramatically since they made their appearance. Kirk is getting into a “groove” of eating, playing, napping, and so on and so forth. He’ll be three months old in a week and I’m very pleased how smoothly I’ve transitioned from mother-of-one to mother-of-two. He still isn’t sleeping through the night, but he wakes up only briefly to nurse and then he’ll fall back asleep five to ten minutes later. (He sleeps in a bassinet right next to me so nighttime feedings are really easy.) I’m trying to get him on a schedule similar to his sister’s (at least as far as nighttime is concerned) and so far I’ve been successful about 2 out of 4 times. The night before last they both went down around 9:30 (we were out late, normally bedtime is 8) and Kirk slept for seven hours! Those nights have been few and far between though…I think he’s slept a stretch that long maybe three or four times. Usually it’s anywhere from three to five hour stretches. (Last night it was another every-three-hours night.) But, like I said, he just wakes up to nurse for about five minutes and then he’s out again.

Emotionally I have been all over the place lately. Yesterday I started crying during a cheesy movie (“A Cinderella Story” with Hilary Duff) and the past couple of days I’ve just felt overwhelmed. Not with the kids or the house or anything, just with life. It makes me wonder if “Aunt Flow” is going to make her appearance sometime soon (breastfeeding never keeps my cycle at bay for long) because I’m not usually this spastic. I mean, I seriously feel like I’m on a roller coaster. One minute I’ll feel like cleaning the whole house and starting a million projects and the next minute all I want to do is sit in front of a movie and mope. Blah, I hate this feeling! Like today, I just want it all to be over. I want it to be 11-o-clock when the kids are asleep and I’m just waiting for my husband to get home. But who am I kidding? It’s only 3 in the afternoon and both kids are asleep right now anyway…what do I have to complain about? So yeah, my weird attitude makes no sense whatsoever considering my circumstances aren’t bad at all.

My little sister graduated from high school on Friday. It was fun to see her walk the stage but crazy to think that my parents are about to be empty-nesters. Only not really, because my other sister is living with them until she gets married in September and my brother is living with them indefinitely until he gets himself out of debt. Oh well, in “theory” they are now empty-nesters. :) So Friday was spent driving to and from Austin and at the graduation. Fun, but exhausting. Saturday we got to spend some time at home and both Avery and I got a few things done around the house (Saturday was a “happy” day for me). We had dinner with two couples we got to know through the Academy, which would have been better had we not had a grumpy 18-month-old the whole time. Finally we found “Finding Nemo” playing on the TV and she watched that for a bit. (She kept getting mad every time a commercial would play and she’s say, “fish…fish?” until Nemo came back on. :oD It was cute!) Yesterday was hard because we had to rush home after church to get Avery off to work. (I hate rushing on a Sunday.) It was an easy day, but I was just feeling “blah” all day. Like I said before, no real reason for it, I was just in a funk. And that funk has continued over to today. I need to find something fun to do to help improve my mood. Or I could do the right thing and spend some time in prayer. But that’s always the last thing you want to do when you’re feeling down, isn’t it?

Hey, random question: has anyone been watching “The Bachelorette”? The guys on that show are crazy! Seriously, hardly any of them seem like decent, normal guys. Juan creeps me out (what’s with his need to be like 3 inches from her face all the time?), Tanner (with the foot fetish) is just weird, Dave is just plain scary, and Wes (the country singer from Austin) seems like a cheese-ball. I liked Sasha, but Jillian sent him home last week. I like Michael (the break dance instructor) but he seems a bit young and immature for Jill. I guess all the normal guys are at home at work because most companies wouldn’t let their employees just up and leave for months at a time. Anyway, I don’t know why I watch the show, but I can’t seem to let it go. :)