Since Wednesday I have had two less kids in my care. They are on vacation until Tuesday with their Grandma. On Thursdays and Fridays I don't have the nearly one year old, so yesterday and today I have only had three kids to deal with: a nearly two year old, a 2.5 year old and E. This has been so much easier, even if the nearly 2 year old can be a real throwing/running/not listening pain in the ass sometimes. I've also been going to bed really early most of this week. The night before last I went to lay down when E did, which means that by 8:30 I was happily in bed. I was asleep just after 9. This has helped a lot. Every day this week I have been wiped out and incoherent by 5 pm, which makes the end of my days difficult. I can barely talk to John, let alone the the parents who come to pick up their kids. I am not hungry, I just want to lay down. And, I am a huge ball of anxiety, because being tired makes that happen. Still looking forward to that Lexapro!
Last night was an exception, however. I wasn't as tired after only 3 kids, could hold a conversation, and I stayed up a bit later so that I could finish a dress for E's new doll. She loves the doll, she loves the dress, and that makes me a very, very happy Mommy. Someday I might actually post pictures, and it will be a huge mess of everything I've made for the last 6 months.
I'm going to go see the OB today, to find out if anything is brewing as far as impending abby is concerned. John's working half a day to cover for me, then taking a final. I think tonight we may both collapse on the couch and drool. Tomorrow is our all-day birthing class, which is an endurance test. It's a lot of info, a long time, and a lot of tired, pregnant women. It's also interesting, vital information and the class ends up being a lot of fun.