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Welcome to my blog. I'm a full-time mommy of a 4-year-old & a 0-year-old, part-time waitress and a rookie blogger. Living on a farm with my son, daughter and husband among dogs, chickens, ducks and other various wildlife keeps life interesting and anything but normal!

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

I am so tired...

Being the day before Thanksgiving and all I just had to get this out of my system before tomorrow. Because I AM thankful, SO thankful for so much. But right now, in this moment, I feel less than thankful. So I just want to vent and get it out there so that it doesn't drag me down anymore.

The farmer has been recovering from a shoulder surgery. A very minor, routine surgery, but surgery nonetheless. He's on pain meds, he's tired, sore, and pretty much useless. I've actually enjoyed taking care of him. He's not the type of guy to EVER sit and do nothing. So for him to take the opportunity to rest and relax and be waited on is good. I know he appreciates my attention to his every need, he's been very thankful and I can sense his sincere gratitude. But I am just so tired.

We've transitioned Princess to her crib (which at 6-months old she may have actually been the oldest baby still sleeping in a bassinet) so she sleeps less soundly and wakes a few times each night - luckily only needing her pacifier. It could be worse, I know. But add a preschooler who doesn't go to bed until midnight and a farmer who's napping all day because of the pain meds and that is just a recipe for no sleep for this mama. We even had to set the clock to give the farmer more meds in the middle of the night. So if going to bed at 1 am wasn't painful enough - after being up since 6am and spending all day at the hospital - I had to set my clock to get up at  4 am so he could take more medicine, then we were up for the day at 7. And tonight we get to rinse and repeat. I'm just so tired. We have no food, I made egg sandwiches for lunch and the farmer hates those, I tried going to the store 3 times for groceries and I never made it. Pizza Hut and an MGD for dinner was the best decision I've made all day. Luckily tomorrow is Thanksgiving and we'll have enough food to get us through until the weekend.

And let's not even talk about the on call doctor that I had to page about a concern the farmer had about his shoulder. He made me feel like such an idiot and that the farmer's concern wasn't even legit. I actually told him "thanks, but you were no help." and then I hung up on him. They better hope I don't have to call back because it won't be pretty.

I'm looking forward to tomorrow, a little light at the end of my tunnel. Family time is always good and Jack can finally play with someone his own age - and get out some of his pent up energy. There should be enough commotion to keep the Princess entertained all day and the farmer will have big screen TVs and cable to keep him entertained. Maybe I will be able to sneak a nap in...or a bubble bath. Both? In my dreams, I am sure.

On the bright side, Cross Point Church's website has gotten tons of attention over the past 36 hours and I've been able to really put my patience skills to the test. Win-win.

So, here's to hoping I can shower sometime soon.

Happy Thanksgiving from the Farm,
The Farmer's Wife