I'm on overload, and I don't know what to do! Maybe it's just hormones; I don't know. All I do know is that I just want to STOP. Can't we just rewind and go back to the way things were - how I had planned for them to be?! Why is nothing
working for me lately?! I just feel... broken.
Before August 2010 happened, things were good.
I was pregnant with the child I believed God had told me would complete our family. We were so happy! Thinking about baby names, even cleaning up the room for the nursery... Then August happened. That child was gone. I was thrown into a confusion that I haven't been able to shake free from. Even with our rainbow on the way, I can't get happy about this baby. I should be! I was desperate to be pregnant again!
What's wrong with me?! I can't seem to connect with this baby like I did our Angel! Michael and I can't seem to talk baby names AND we still haven't gotten back to fixing up the nursery!! This is not what I expected...
Before August, our finances were doing so well. We had money saved, bills were being paid down and/or paid off. We had a plan in place to pay for our Angel's daycare while also paying for Beth's pre-k in 2011. However, in August, the cars started breaking down - and you know how much car repairs can be! Then Beth had to have surgery to remove the tubes from her ears that weren't falling out like they were supposed to! Just a few things here and there, and there went our savings and into debt we fell again. In fact, now... we have no plan on how to pay for this new baby's daycare while paying for Beth's pre-k in 2011. And the sick leave I was planning on using so I could still get a paycheck while out on maternity leave is slowly being depleted. I had to miss a lot of work with my loss in August. Much of my leave time was sucked away there. Now what?! If I stay out 12 weeks with our rainbow, we'll just fall further and further into debt :-( It's so stressful to think about...
Before August, I was a good teacher. I was always ahead of the game, pro-active. I would have my copies/handouts for the month ready on day one of that month. I could multi-task with the best of them! Now, it's a struggle every day to be prepared for the next day. Kids frustrate me to no end lately. My sarcasm with them is probably gonna get me into trouble eventually. I have an overwhelming desire to do NOTHING for/with my speech team. I'm just tired with responsibility at work, struggling to keep my head above water and not drown. I can hardly get grades entered in my gradebook! My lunch and planning are mostly spent trying to catch my breath and not puke from nausea.
Which brings me to my next "before August"... Physically, I felt soooo much better. And I realize that I'm pregnant now and the nausea and fatigue is largely contributing to my overall feeling of blah, however, knowing that doesn't help me deal with this reality. A reality that, as I'm now entering the 2nd trimester, doesn't seem to be going away like so many have said it would... Will I have to suffer with this throughout the whole 9 months?! That question haunts me and frequently brings me to tears as I drive into work these days. I'm not used to feeling so poorly; it's making me depressed. As if you couldn't tell if you've read into this post so far...
Before August, I was a better mom. After August, I had a lot of emotions to work through that took time away from my little girl. And now pregnant, I can hardly walk, talk, and think by the time I get home... I just wish I could be better for my Beth. I think it's starting to affect her. She's had a couple bad days at daycare. Being mean and disrespectful to her teachers. I can't help but blame me because I just haven't been able to give her the attention she deserves.
Before August, I was a better wife. I'll just leave this one at that. I don't deserve the awesome husband I have...
Before August, I was a better Christian. I had one of the most consistent quite times I had ever had in my born again life. Now, I'm so exhausted in the mornings, I can hardly swing my feet out of the bed to throw myself in the shower, let alone get up early enough and go to my quiet place and pray :-( We've even been bad about not going back to church on Sunday nights for worship because I'm so worn out with the thoughts of a new work week approaching... Not having more time for my savior hurts my heart.
It helps to get this yuck all out here. I guess you could say this is my sick soul vomiting into cyber space. Now I feel a bit better. Sorry you got caught in the vomit. It's one of the reasons I haven't blogged much lately. Every post, I'm sure, would be some personal pity party. I don't want this place I've created to become that. I had such higher hopes for this blog...
Also, I don't want to seem ungrateful. I should be happy now! I'm expecting a baby. So many others would die for this opportunity. I should be able to focus on that alone and be happy! Yet, why can't I!? Some of you just want to hit me right now - but not as hard as I want to hit myself!
Like I said, earlier. I feel broken. I'm Humpty Dumpty, fallen off the wall, and I don't know how to put myself back together again. And right now, I'm too tired to try. :-(