I do it all for the love of a little man!

It's been a hard day's night

and I've been working like a dog.

It's been a hard day's night,

I should be sleeping like a log.

But when I get home to you,

I find the things that you do,

Will make me feel alright.

You know I work all day,

to get you money to buy you things.

And it's worth it just to hear you say,

You're gonna give me everything.

So why one Earth should I moan,

Cause when I get you alone,

You make me feel okay.

Hard Day's Night~The Beatles

I do it all for the love of a little man!

This working at home, and being a full-time stay at home mom business is some seriously hard work! Who would have thunk it? I am simultaneously trying to keep a house in order (but failing on that front), working 30 hours a week, and keeping an increasingly curious (and almost mobile) baby entertained. This is some serious business we're talking about, and mommy is TIRED!

I think I am able to get most of my tasks accomplished because I am not sleeping (adding hours to the day, but taking years off my life). I got to bed sometime around midnight. This is due to the flawed mommy logic that the baby, who still isn't sleeping through the night by the way, will be waking up around that time and will be demanding food. After the baby is fed and placed neatly back into his crib, I bathe. This is my "me all to myself" time. Once that bath is done, I hobble into bed to catch maybe three hours of sleep, and then it's time to feed the baby again. We repeat this a couple more times, before I have to get up for good. I had been getting up at 7:00, with Mr. Max, and letting Nate catch a few extra z's. But lately, I haven't been feeling well. So instead of waking up at 7:00, I have been handing the baby off to Nate, and then going back to bed until 9:00 or so.

Once I have awoken, eaten some breakfast, and had my coffee, I spend the next four or five hours on the computer, diligently trying to learn the skill of technical editing. It is a lot more fun than I thought it would be, but very complicated and frustrating. I force myself to stay focused, most days, because this is the path that allows me the freedom to stay home. I do it all for the love of a little man. But it is hard, and I am tired. I know it will get better, easier, more fun. I know it will give us the opportunity to move up in the world, but I am tired.

Oh well. I do it all for the love of a little man, and I am happy to do it (even if it means I don't sleep until he is out of the house).