2 Of Me

Sometimes I wish there was two of me so I could have some photos taken of me, the way I take photos of my family. It's just not fair. I have about a million pictures of Cristian and Violet and only  few of myself and her (mostly ones I've taken myself).

I've been really stressed out lately. Little things keep bothering me WAY more then maybe they should. At the same time, the way I feel about it is real. And I'm not discounting it.
Maybe it shouldn't be a big deal when I'm trying to go on a date to the movies with Cristian and I get annoyed that my babysitter is late and obviously doesn't care she is. Or getting annoyed that Cristian is all ready to go and asking why I'm not when while he's been showering and getting ready I've been changing Violet's diaper, preparing her breakfast, feeding her breakfast, giving her medicine to her, getting her changed and ready for the day, doing her hair, and making sure she's all set to be WITH the babysitter by preparing her lunch, getting diapers and such ready just in case, etc.
Well, no wonder I'm not ready.

Or like yesterday when I went to Lagoon with my sisters (which by the way was mostly just a toxic tank of pessimism for the entire trip), having a little fun time for myself away from my responsibilities of being a mother- and coming home to a huge stack of dishes in the sink and Cristian playing games. I mean, why should I get a day off from dishes right? I suppose I'm the only one capable of doing them in this house. Along with cleaning off the stove, table, and Violet's highchair, cleaning the bathroom ( and every room actually), taking out garbages, etc.


I'm tired.That's what it is, I'm exhausted.
This last week I've also had some type of nasty cold.



So with all that, today at the park with my little family was exactly what I needed.