I should be happy. I have a lovely baby who sleeps and coos and is gorgeous, a toddler who is very sweet even if she is strong willed, and a loving husband. Money is gradually settling down, but i still feel all chaotic and swirly. :(
The house looks like sh*t and I never seem to get the time to get it sorted. It was fine 9 weeks ago, but there is no way I'd even let a midwife into the house now, let alone give birth in it!!
I'm tired most of the time, but not excessively so, I just can't seem to get the enthusiasm enough to get it sorted. I have 2 afternoons a week without DD, and instead of trying to get the house sorted, I end up collpased in a heap.
DH sort of tries, but not enough - his idea of "doing the kitchen" is to wash the dishes - ignore the leaves all over the floor from the back door, the dirty cooker...
DD is a whirlwind and empties every toy in the world out, and although she will help tidy, it is a battle (apart from her room which she seems to keep clear, but which doesn't bother me if its a state!).
I know she's only 3, but other people seem to manage to not have all the toys out.
I'm slimming down, which I should be pleased about, but as my bum and thighs might be slimming, I still have the huge flabby stomach hanging over my jeans.
I know it will all seem much brighter in a few days, but right now I just want the world to go away. (Oh, and someone to either take my babies for a week while I clean, or to pay for a cleaner!).