Seriously, tandem breastfeeding means eating like a teenaged boy. Last night, I skipped my nine pm meal in favor of more sleep. My nine pm meal is typically 800-1,000 calories, now that I've looked up the nutrition facts on things like Oreos and Graeters ice cream. I drank about 24 ounces of juice yesterday evening, but that's just not the same thing.
The dizzies come with tinnitus. I don't know why.
Yesterday's stress took the form of an exceptionally exhausted toddler who just had no more ability to regulate her behavior. I'm going to show real self control and not write down all her misdeeds right here, but it may have been the most poorly she's ever behaved. And then our dinner order arrived without the entrees and I hate our dining room chairs all of a sudden and and and...
Good news: I ordered a new chair for myself. Because I'm a thirty-six year old woman who shouldn't be jealous of how well her daughter's high chair accommodates the child. Wanting to sit back, put my feet down on something and reach the table all at once is not unreasonable, particularly during this period in which I often need to feed a baby while I eat and have no core strength. We only eat at the table because we are setting a good example and also our dog is very rude. And right now all I do is eat.
I feel like a real jerk asking my kid to put her feet down and sit properly 600 times a meal while I'm sitting sideways with my knee visible above the tabletop, because I don't fit in the chair and I don't have the core strength to pretend like it's not way too big.
I was cleared to diet and exercise and resume my regular life on Thursday. So now I can get serious about rebuilding my core. And then my back won't hurt so much. And then my house won't be such a mess, not just because I'll find myself more capable of leaving it. (Yesterday, I had to put on pants to greet the man who delivered our dinner.) And if I can figure out how to leave the house that is theoretically not terrifyingly messy, I'll have less stress.
Mostly though, my problem is that I need to eat more late night cookies.