Lesson Learned

So I had my bath and was much more relaxed and rational. I had spent the day ripping the apartment apart in order to rearrange furniture, only to find my loveseat was an inch too long to fit where it needed to, and that 1-800-got-j*nk charges a whopping $108 to take away one measly thing (a trunk left by the previous owners). That service really has to be the biggest racket ever as they charge you to take it away then make money selling it. Moral - it's cheaper to rent a van and go to the dump. Grrrr... But after my bath I was able to have a much more rational conversation with poor D about what to do. He finds me being upset very upsetting, but even in my very raw state I was able to assure him he should pay me no mind as it really was purely hormone-induced.

I fell asleep feeling much more sane, but I woke up this morning still feeling completely nutsoid. Strangely, as I really am quite happy, but a friend called and asked how I was and I nearly burst into tears. "Are you doing self-care?" she asked. "Massages and so on?" I did have a massage booked, but after that conversation I decided to do a whole day of self-care rather than rearrange the kitchen, and so got back into bed (I had already slept 10 hours the ight before) and slept for a whopping four more hours.

So that was a good lesson, as I was so cranky and fatigued but I thought I couldn't possibly be tired given all the sleep I'm getting. I forgot that my body really is doing weird and wonderful things right now and regular rules don't apply. I felt so refreshed and blissful finally waking up at 3:30. I will try to remember that postpartum as I am sure hormones will kick in full force then as well - I will work something out, maybe even get my mother to come over for two hours a day so I can have a few hours nap (hm... yes I realise this might all be wildly optimistic.)