It's 3:25am... not a wink of sleep yet. I have tossed and turned for a long time now and thought that I might as well get up. Too hot. Well that, and I just spent the past hour or so trying to get Hudson back to sleep... Poor little dude is having a rough go with his teeth. Nothing yet, but I can see that they are close. Seeing him wake up with tears squirting out of his eyes is not a good time! Even in the daytime lately he is quite fussy, so unlike him. Andy woke up and tried to help, and again we ended up in another argument. He is not so productive while half asleep, and I just take over. He gets mad at me for it, and it feeds the fire because I am so exhausted. And still I always take the baby back.
Some old broad told me on the weekend that if adults had to go through the pain of teething we would die from it. Now that's a comforting thought. What do ya do? Jack your baby up on Tylenol all day? Stupid woman... it chimes in my head all the time now.
This evening we went to see a mortgage broker, and we were approved for quite a substantial amount. Not bad, considering I am on mat leave. So that is another contributing factor to not sleeping. I love my little house. It is a cute house that we are quickly outgrowing. It was perfect for the two of us. The location is good, and the yard is fabulous. I think it will sell fast, even with a flooded real estate market. It is a great time to buy, housing prices are wicked.
Alot of builders are offering incentive packages - one even offers appliance packages, deck, yard, and get $1600/month back for a year. A whole year mortgage free! Tempting. I think we may check out a few others, like one that is in a to-do part of town that needs some modernizing. I would love the challenge, and it would be fun. It would also be a great investment by putting a few bucks and some time into it, so when we decide to move to a nicer and warmer destination we could make some coin on it. Andy says it would be a good time to do it, being off now and all. I could plug away at things at my pace rather than trying to do it all while looking after the baby and working. I'll let you know how things turn out.
Also today, I was filling out applications for child care, to be put on a wait list for December. It sounds so far away, but it's coming too fast. The very thought makes me sick. I have spoken to a friend that has offered to take him as well. It would be more comforting knowing that he would be in wonderful hands, but what happens if she decides to go back to work a year or two from now and I screw myself out of the so-called professional ones? (The ones that have people with degrees or some shit running the show.) She did tell me that she could give me at least 2 months notice if she did decide to go back. Again, I would be looking for a new one and going through the same anxiety of finding one that I trust.
Dilemmas.
Let's hope that I have the winning ticket to win the Dream Home at the end of the month. Seriously! Life would be perfect!
Well, I am going to read for a bit and see if that makes me relax, even though my eyes feel like sandpaper. I am sure that as soon as I fall asleep Hudson will wake up...
Being awake at that time of night sucks. I feel for you. Darn that little Hudson and his teefs!
ReplyDeleteI have been worrying about childcare lately too. I've been putting it off, not wanting to think about it or deal with it, but it burns in the back of my brain. I actually woke up this morning and decided to try to start looking. It's so hard!
Good luck with the house thing. Sounds like a fun challenge.
Hope you got back to sleep...