Yesterday while I was packing up the first floor bathroom, feeding Pursy lunch in her high chair, talking with my best friend on the phone and trying to keep Elliott from encouraging Pursy to drop said lunch on the floor- I chose to perform the seemingly innocent task of leaning over to pick a sock up off the floor. As I quickly stood up, the top of my head connected with the edge of an open cupboard door. I literally saw stars. I also immediately burst into tears. I laid my head down on top of the dryer and just sobbed. And as I took my moment, I thought about why exactly I was losing it to this degree.
1. I am 12 weeks pregnant and my in utero child is making me eat things that I would not eat if I were desperate and on the brink of scurvy. Specifically, anything that leaves that layer of fake mind-blowing cheese on your fingers: Cheetos, Doritos, Sunchips and Goldfish.
2. I am moving from a 3 story, 5 bedroom, 2 bathroom house into a 6 room total rental home across town.
3. My daughter is 11 months old. She loves stairs, electrical outlets, and basically any sharp-edged furniture object that could maim or kill her. She also loves grape juice which gives her inhuman amounts of energy.
4. My husband is writing his doctoral dissertation and several nights a week is calling Singapore at one AM.
So I will put my head down and cry my stress away for just a minute. Don't feel sorry for me- I actually think that the fact that it is almost midnight and all members of my family are alive is a huge accomplishment.