Well, the weekend was as much a blur as the week has been and my energy is at a low. I am trying very hard to have sympathy for Sir's late night, but when I run on less than 5 hours of sleep most nights and still get up, change every diaper, clean every mess and soothe every temper while he sleeps in, it makes it difficult. I am certain that a few choice words will be flying uncontrolled out of my mouth before the end of the day.
I made my usual trip out to see my two oldest children this past Saturday, leaving our youngest little boy at home with Sir. Sir ends up calling me up about once every hour and a half, bored out of his mind, telling me how much he misses me. It was very sweet and I appreciate that he misses me when I'm gone. What aggravated me was that he was also telling me how he was itching to get me naked, only to find that when I got home he had already scratched the itch himself. No love for Bliss this weekend*pout*.
We purchased a new crop and play collar for me last week that have yet to be used. Yes, I know I'm whining. I've just felt a little less than appreciated the past few days. It's not easy wearing my sub hat sometimes.
So, cross your fingers for me that I don't become bratty just to gleen some attention and some help.
Because right now, as my children run around yelling, I haven't had more than a sip of coffee and my dear Sir is intent upon sleeping until he goes to work, I'm just not feeling this Mommy/Housewife shit.
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