Christmas was good. Isabella got spoiled. Tom and I got wayyy too much. But we really enjoyed the holidays this year (our first as a married couple) as much as we can given our current financial state.

Our New Years Eve was relatively good. Isabella stayed at my mom-in-laws. Tom and I drank wine and I had a minor meltdown. In fact I’ve been having minor meltdowns since then. Isabella is teething and therefore sleeping poorly at night. She also cries for most of the day. On top of that no matter how much sleep I do get I’m exhausted throughout the day. My house is a mess, Isabellas room still isn’t put away from when we moved in, let alone any Christmas gifts. I also seem to have a headache every day. So her fussiness is really getting to me. It’s making me really upset, but I’m just getting so frustrated. I try to get Tom to take care of her any chance I get. When he said he was taking his nephew sledding today I just broke down. I didn’t want to be left alone with her because I didn’t think I could take another day of trying to figure out what was wrong with her. Tom took her to my mom-in-laws and I spent the day alone. But instead of getting a nap, or cleaning, I stared at the TV watching House reruns all day.

I love my daughter, unbelievably so. But I just feel like I need a few days break. I know that’s completely selfish, not to mention unrealistic. But I just want to cuddle with my husband in a clean house without worrying whether she’ll wake up. Hopefully this is all just passing, it is that time of the month (incause anyone out there in cyberspace was wondering) and I’m hoping I’m just moody and it’s nothing something more serious.

On the plus side, Tom and I each had an interview. Mine was for the a 3pm to 11pm shift at the hospital, admitting emergency room patients (getting their symptoms, insurance information, being yelled at for taking too long, and overall dealing with sick people who don’t want to be asked the questions I have to ask them). Toms was for an 11pm to 7am shift at a gas station. Nothing to thrilling on either of our parts, but a job’s a job.

Ah well, I have to go do something so Tom doesn’t think I just sat here all day.