April 17, 2009

An Ongoing Synopsis of My Day.


it's so dark and dreary outside, yet still i've got my windows and doors flung open to it. because sometimes you can't get the fresh air moving without letting in some of the gloom.


the baby is being completely unreasonable. crying and crying and crying and crying and crying. all i can think about right now is how good it would feel to swan dive off a big rock into the ocean... staying under the green water until my lungs felt like they were going to burst, then breaking through the surface at the last possible moment and greedily overdosing on the air.


I threw his pacifier at the wall. because it was better that than the baby monitor. I think it fell behind a dresser somewhere. i don't know. i can't be bothered to go look for it. it's useless anyways.

early evening

things are a tiny bit calmer as i got myer to drift in and out of sleep instead of screaming like a wild banshee like he was before. i'm trying to be kind to myself at the moment- heating up a cup of coffee and getting my cozy blanket to snuggle up with ezra and watch some kung fu panda. but... i gotta tell ya, my mind is a million miles away- wandering an arctic tundra somewhere on cold, tired feet.

The little booger just laughed. He chuckled at me. I've never really heard him do that before. I repaid the favor by baptizing him in mascara-stained tears. maybe God does have a sense of humor, afterall.

his ears are like little cinnamon rolls.


jessie said...

Love this.

misguided mommy said...

agggggg he is so delicious

Momar said...

Box him up and send him to me ...

mrs boo radley said...

Yep. Cinnamon rolls.

If we weren't a few time zones away from each other, I'd offer to squeeze him and hold him and teach him how to count in Korean while you were busy swan diving.

Sara said...

Oh, sweet girl! I hated my monitor, too. I was convinced it was there to destroy my life and sanity. Make my sister, (Amy McCord), come baby-sit! I do it all the time!

Terese said...

Hi Emery Jo: hang in there with the baby blues they do lift, I used to hang washing on my outside line just to not hear the crying of a self settling baby. Keep seeing the sunshine :)

Stella and Thomas said...

Hi Emery! I am right there with you...my son is three weeks old and he is dee-lish. He also makes me overwhelmed and exhausted. I love reading your blog!! Hang in there:-)

The Stroples said...

I really enjoy reading your blog. You make my life seem normal. It helps me know that other moms go through the same thing as myself. Thanks for keeping it real. You are an amazing mom!