Today is one of those days where it’s 2:00 PM and you wonder how you are still in your pajamas. My 3-week-old was up for hours this morning, and all I wanted to do was go back to bed. That didn’t happen until 2:30 this afternoon. Or is it morning? The days and nights tend to blur together. Thank God for the sun and the moon that tell me what time of day it is.The sun is up so it must be day time.
The sun tells me that it’s time to get out of bed and get dressed. So far, I’ve managed to get out of my pajamas by 10:00 AM every day since my daughter was born (well, except for when I was at the hospital, dressed in the beautiful open-backed hospital gown). Although, today technically I’m not in my pajamas because I wore a regular shirt to bed last night and didn’t bother to change it — so, I woke up already dressed!
The Setting Sun
Dusk warns me that it might be a long night. That I should make sure my baby is eating every two hours so that she will sleep tonight.
The moon hovers overhead, shining just enough light to not depress me when I have to stumble out of bed to feed a hungry baby. The moon is supposed to tell my baby to sleep for two long stretches so that I can get some rest. This hasn’t been the case.
I finally got some rest today, but it’s dusk now and I’m wondering how the evening will go.