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| Blog Name: | 2 Much Testosterone |
| Url: | http://2muchtestosterone.blogspot.com/ |
| Language: | English |
| Topics: | parenting, life, postpartum depression |
| Description: | I'm a mom to three boys. Jerytt, 15 years - Isaac, 10 years - Xavier, 8 months. Having boys varying this much in age can be quite comical and trying at times. My husband is currently a stay at home super dad by day and a student by night. I've struggled with Postpartum Depression since the birth of my third son. My hurdles are described here. |
| Popularity: | 10 Followers |
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"I just wish he'd get used to being here!"
This is what my husband said this morning while I was nursing Xavier in bed before leaving for work. It's still ringing in my ears.I feel like a more patient mother this time around but there are moments where I feel like I'm losing it. Xavier has been a special kind of baby. He is so high maintenance and needy twenty-four hours every single day. Every baby is going to have rough moments and times where they are going to need something and not be able to tell you what it is. The thing is, there's no end in sight right now.When he was first born and cried a lot we said it was because he was adjusting to life on the outside. When he was a few months old and cried a lot
This is what my husband said this morning while I was nursing Xavier in bed before leaving for work. It's still ringing in my ears.I feel like a more patient mother this time around but there are moments where I feel like I'm losing it. Xavier has been a special kind of baby. He is so high maintenance and needy twenty-four hours every single day. Every baby is going to have rough moments and times where they are going to need something and not be able to tell you what it is. The thing is, there's no end in sight right now.When he was first born and cried a lot we said it was because he was adjusting to life on the outside. When he was a few months old and cried a lot
The cold weather can suck it!
We lived in Colorado for about six years. We moved back to Florida several years back. For good reason. It doesn't snow in Florida. It does get pretty freaking cold here though. We have high levels of humidity in the sunshine state, which translates into pretty frigid temperatures. I don't want to hear anyone complaining about how cold it is where you are, you chose to live there!In October, the weather-ologists (meteor? no.... not in my world) were calling it "Hot-tober". It was in the 90's and dreadfully sticky outside. Rarely are we Floridians eased into the weather changes that take place here. One minute it's 90, we go to bed, wake up, and it's 57.
We lived in Colorado for about six years. We moved back to Florida several years back. For good reason. It doesn't snow in Florida. It does get pretty freaking cold here though. We have high levels of humidity in the sunshine state, which translates into pretty frigid temperatures. I don't want to hear anyone complaining about how cold it is where you are, you chose to live there!In October, the weather-ologists (meteor? no.... not in my world) were calling it "Hot-tober". It was in the 90's and dreadfully sticky outside. Rarely are we Floridians eased into the weather changes that take place here. One minute it's 90, we go to bed, wake up, and it's 57.
PPD or severe sensitivity?
My husband hit the nail on the head the other night (and avoided my thumb, thank God!). He commented on how overly sensitive I've become.So now I wonder, do I have PPD or are my emotions linked to my overly sensitive ways at this point? Little, tiny, microscopic things get under my skin and settle in for the long haul lately. For instance, this morning I was folding laundry and placed some of my clothes onto our kitchen table. My husband walked in with a sour look and asked if I had wiped the table from the previous night's dinner. I was angry! Did he actually think I would put my favorite jeans atop a table that had remnants of Gorton's Fish Fillets on
My husband hit the nail on the head the other night (and avoided my thumb, thank God!). He commented on how overly sensitive I've become.So now I wonder, do I have PPD or are my emotions linked to my overly sensitive ways at this point? Little, tiny, microscopic things get under my skin and settle in for the long haul lately. For instance, this morning I was folding laundry and placed some of my clothes onto our kitchen table. My husband walked in with a sour look and asked if I had wiped the table from the previous night's dinner. I was angry! Did he actually think I would put my favorite jeans atop a table that had remnants of Gorton's Fish Fillets on
Cry me a river
I used to think I did this thing called life pretty well. I'm going to ring my own bell here for a minute....I'm an outstanding housekeeper, I cook well enough to get complimented at meals, baking? I've got that one down to a science. I took the time to take care of my appearance and had the extra money for things like manicures and the likes...Lately? Not so much.Time is a friend of mine no longer. Every time I blink, an hour has passed me by. Is it like this for everybody? Probably, but this is my blog and I'll bitch if I want to.I find myself worrying about things that won't happen for quite some time. Even crying over it. I have enough anx
I used to think I did this thing called life pretty well. I'm going to ring my own bell here for a minute....I'm an outstanding housekeeper, I cook well enough to get complimented at meals, baking? I've got that one down to a science. I took the time to take care of my appearance and had the extra money for things like manicures and the likes...Lately? Not so much.Time is a friend of mine no longer. Every time I blink, an hour has passed me by. Is it like this for everybody? Probably, but this is my blog and I'll bitch if I want to.I find myself worrying about things that won't happen for quite some time. Even crying over it. I have enough anx
Uncomfortably numb...
When is it time to just throw in the towel altogether?
When is it time to just throw in the towel altogether?
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