Foggy Brain
"We can run some blood tests but if I were a betting man, I would say you likely have severe exhaustion." This is what my doctor said at my check up last week. The check up where I was hoping he would tell me that the reason for my regular head aches, constant foggy brain and dizzy spells is because of low iron or something a magic pill could cure. In his professional opinion, over a year of not sleeping though the night can cause this zombie-like behavior. Well crap! was my first thought. How am I ever going to feel like a normal human being again?? Welles has either had horrible ear infections or teething for the past... Forever. Now that he has tubes for ears, I have to wait out these molars and then it's high time to sleep train. It's getting ridiculous being this exhausted ALL. THE. TIME. I could feel my eyes welling up with tears when the doctor told me that I need to sleep more and to try to nap when Scott is home. No kidding... But what can I do in the mean time to help this foggy brain disease of mine? I decided to go off of sugar and refined carbs on weekdays to see if it effects my energy levels. One week down and all I know is that my kids' heads are starting to look like giant Girl Scout cookies. But seriously, I could eat a sleeve of Thin Mints in the blink of an eye. Instead I ate plain, dried mangos like they were going out of style, last week. Fruit has been my saving grace. Not a huge carb girl, but I've got a sweet tooth that's on a mad mission to be satisfied. So thank goodness for all the bajillion people who posted their new year diet plans and mock sweets (that don't hold a candle to real sweets but almost, kind of, sort of do the trick). But don't be fooled, I'm not that strong, my friends. I celebrated "National Pie Day," (which I guess is a real thing) since it was Saturday. But today, we are back at it. Bring on the berry bowls and I shall pretend they're ice cream. If you have any sugarless treat ideas, send 'em my way!
Also, I got a three hour nap on Sunday. Scott got the kids out of the house and let me snooze in peace. What a man!
In other weekend news, Scott and I took Scarlett on a date to see Cinderella. Giving her a couple hours where she is our one and only focus does wonders for that girl. She bounced back and forth from mommy's lap to daddy's lap explaining what's going on and how the stepmother makes Cinderella sad. She got extra cuddly and smiley because she knew this time was all about her. I loved every minute of it.
Welles had a photo shoot with Little Peanut Magazine (a darling online magazine)who is doing a little spread about our family. Of course he hammed it up for the camera and it took a whopping ten minutes to photograph him. That kid melts everyone he comes in contact with. While getting out of bed multiple times a night because of him is literally killing me, it's also not that bad because who doesn't love to be loved? And that's what he wants in the wee hours - just to love and cuddle his mommy. Those cuddles provide me with a mini re-charge of life's good energy. Too bad they don't re-charge literal energy, too...
Happy Monday, folks!
While it may look ridiculous, I love playing in the crib with my babies. They can't get too far and I'm free to smother them. Scarlett obviously enjoys the smother factor, too. And is that not the most flattering face I've got on??
