I remember the first weeks and possibly couple of months being foggy when Paxlet was first born. This time is no different, except for the fact that I am aware it is foggy.
At the end of last week, I couldn’t figure out why Mel hadn’t posted her Friday Blog Roundup yet. Turns out, it was only Friday even though it felt like Monday to me. I’m assuming the reason for that was that Thursday was a holiday for us (Helatorstai = Ascension), meaning Paxlet and Mr Siili were home for the day, then back at work on Friday. I was also deliriously sick with a fever and full body aches.
On Monday, I was going to write a #MicroblogMonday post, I was even thinking of what I could write and then evening came, bedtime routines were set in motion and before I knew it I was crawling into bed exhausted.
And so here I am, Tuesday day and evening having to remind myself that it is only Tuesday and that Tadbit and I both have a neuovla appointment in the morning.
I think this fogginess is only going to get worse as summer comes. The sun doesn’t set. (Ok, it does set this “far” south, but only for a few hours and it doesn’t get fully dark.) I will still be sleep deficient from a baby (and toddler) waking in the light night. And we will have Paxlet at home, no daycare, with me/us 24/7 for a full 8 weeks.
Anyone else lose track of days?
Ask me again in a few months if I know what day it is.