When the Snot Clears
The Peanut is feeling better (thanks for asking). Though I'm afraid to tell the world she is actually sleeping right now-ALONE--and for over her 40 minute sick allotment. One could even go so far as to say that her congestion has been alleviated enough to breath clearly through her nasal passages, making sleep a viable option. Which, all in all, makes a mother happy. At least one that isn't blowing her brains out of her own nose. I just can't win around here, I nurse (literally) a child back to health and then land nose first into the virus myself.
But, this cold isn't keeping me from using these precious free moments for good. I've written another chapter in my book. Corresponded via e-mail with a few close friends, and am writing this blog post. All kid free! Who would have guessed that those few accomplishments would bring a grown woman to her knees in tears. Alas--the truth is out. My first few moments of sanity today! Because if you didn't know, screaming kid and work don't mix well. Especially when said kid only wails louder when you put her down anywhere that isn't cuddled in your arms. Or facing the cat.
Anyway, back to the writing progress. Or work madness. Either way, I've had an hour of "free" time already and I feel like I've thrown a whole days worth of work (either day job or those of my hobbies) into it. And I'm feeling pretty damn good about myself right now. Well between the sniffles. Now, if only I could keep up this intensity for the next 48 hours, I'd be golden. And have my to-do list back down to a manageable level. And of course an entire closet worth of laundry to get done. But who's really counting the housework.
But, this cold isn't keeping me from using these precious free moments for good. I've written another chapter in my book. Corresponded via e-mail with a few close friends, and am writing this blog post. All kid free! Who would have guessed that those few accomplishments would bring a grown woman to her knees in tears. Alas--the truth is out. My first few moments of sanity today! Because if you didn't know, screaming kid and work don't mix well. Especially when said kid only wails louder when you put her down anywhere that isn't cuddled in your arms. Or facing the cat.
Anyway, back to the writing progress. Or work madness. Either way, I've had an hour of "free" time already and I feel like I've thrown a whole days worth of work (either day job or those of my hobbies) into it. And I'm feeling pretty damn good about myself right now. Well between the sniffles. Now, if only I could keep up this intensity for the next 48 hours, I'd be golden. And have my to-do list back down to a manageable level. And of course an entire closet worth of laundry to get done. But who's really counting the housework.
