I was reading Beth Anne's blog the other night, Heir To Blair, and I was like YES! ME too. I am so freaking busy these days, but I feel like I've got nothing to say/share about it.
I get up waaay earlier than I deem necessary, play with, feed and nurture a 7 month old, get myself ready for work, her ready for daycare, try to get in a pumping session, go to work, come home, play with her, feed her, make dinner, feed myself and husband, bathe her, read with her, put her to bed, get ready for the next day, clean up the house, exercise, shower, pump, try to catch up with friends/reading and go to bed.
That sounds super busy and it is. I should have lots to talk about and share. But when I get to the computer? My mind is mush. My mind is mush as I write this and really don't know if I have a point besides, yeah, that's why I got nothing of importance lately.
Yeah, I have choices in life on how to spend my day, but honestly? I haven't had a full night of sleep since May 24th, 2011 and that was in a hospital bed with a sleeping pill 41 weeks pregnant. Yeah. I'm not working with a full deck of cards here anymore. We won't even talk about how many pots of coffee I've tried brewing with either no water, no grounds or without putting the water spout thingie in the right spot. It's not cool. And I'm not complaining, just stating, that I have no interesting thoughts, or I do,but can't remember to write them down!
It irritates me. I want to have thoughts of importance and say witty intelligent things. I want discourse. But dude? I can't even hold a train of thought anymore.