Yep, we’re still here. In bangalore.
Exhausted, sleep deprived, raving mad. But still here.
Damn. No one told me motherhood would be so phyiscally demanding. I mean, trying running around the WHOLE day behind an excited thrilled 9 month old who crawls faster than a race car. Or so it seems to this mommy.
As I sat down to write this post, I was feeling er, the usual, miserable. exhausted. overworked. grumpy. frumpy. you name it. I’ve hardly slept more than 5 hours a day this whole week. have some impossible deadlines at work. even asked the maid to stay overnight for 2 nights so that i could catch up with some more work. And its hardly any sleep, what with the amount of crawling the Goosh does at night. I sometimes feel if i let him crawl on the floor or an open stretch of road, he’ll reach Nana’s place within the night. I feel like I havent slept in a year. Hmm.. I actually havent had a full nights sleep in a year. These days my internal clock wakes me up every half hour to check on the Goosh. Sometime even more frequent, based on the yelps and squeals as he manages to tunnel his way through the pillows and bumps into the headboard. He’s as active at night as he is through the day! I think the first thing i’m gonna do once HD is back is hand over Goosh and go over and sleep at the neighbour’s.
aah. but like i was saying, when I logged in, i was mightly frumped and raving mad. and then i did some blog hopping. and am i glad. Its like catching up with gal pals over a cuppa steaming tea 🙂 I cant help but smile. It’s weird. People I’ve never met, never heard, bring a smile to my face. I feel connected. Not so alone anymore. My blogging friends. You hear me call out. You shout back. You throw me a lifesaver. You let me be a part of your lives. And you’ve become a part of mine. Thank you.