I'm tired. I'm tired. I'm tired. Not just physically tired but everything else tired. I'm tired of getting up at least 3 times a night. I tired of having to nurse around the clock. I'm tired of Nathan not eating baby food or table food or any food other than me. I'm tired of 45 minute naps. I'm tired of cooking, cleaning, washing, folding, ironing. I'm tired of trying to figure out what to do next. I'm tired of being called momma. I'm tired of hearing momma every 15 freaking seconds. I'm flat out tired.
But yet I still have to truck on. No sick days, no vacation day, not even a lunch break. Just keep trucking on...
That's what being a stay-at-home-mom does..
But some days.. I just wish I had a job that required me to leave the house.. just so I could breathe.
Can anyone else tell I'm have a really, really bad day?