TVT

I was planning my post in my head before I logged in and realized it was Thought Vomit Thursday and then I peed my pants a little from excitement because my post for today is a lot of whining about my life and TVT is the perfect format for such a thing.  So here goes.

- I am in a funk.  I can't seem to get anything done all day except exorbitant amounts of tv watching and breast feeding.  Laundry is sitting in baskets either dirty or worse, clean and getting all wrinkled.  I just don't wanna.  I have these visions of my children looking back on me and remembering me as the mom who stayed in her sweats all day and alternated eating a giant spoon of whipped cream over the sink and drinking a glass of wine.

- I can't get rid of this stomach garbage I've had since last Friday.  I spend bouts of time feeling better in which I force myself to eat because my milk is declining and I'm fucking starving all the time.  Then I spend the next few hours with stomach cramps and wondering if what is happening below is going to turn into a shart. 

- I think Logan must be teething.  He is crying.  A lot.  And when I feed him he keeps trying to bite the shit of my nipple.  No he doesn't have teeth, but those gums can sure clamp down on my bidness.  He wants me to hold him all the time and doesn't understand that I can't hold him and  the whipped cream and try not to shit my pants at the same time.

- My period made a comeback in the middle of the night last night.  So that was fun.  I usually get symptoms for a few days before it shows so that I'm prepared.  Well not this time, and this one is a real live period with cramps and tampons and everything.  I don't think it's fair. 

- It's 12:26 and I am still in my sweats drinking coffee while Logan cries in his bouncy chair.  I think today I am going to wash my hair and actually leave my house.  I'm just not sure what for yet.