The past few days have been challenging. Not that Tyla's been challenging at all, it's just been challenging trying to work through emotional exhaustion, mental exhaustion, what seems like endless rainy weather, and just plain old physical exhaustion. Even in this short amount of time, I feel I can relate to the inclination to completely let yourself go, live in baggy sweats, forego showering, watch Treehouse with reckless abandon, and sustain yourself with the bits left on your child's half-eaten plate. If I were to keep this up for too long, I'm quite certain I'd be a prime candidate for What Not to Wear, The Biggest Loser, & Dr. Phil all at the same time (I might be already, but now I'm REALLY feeling it).
We've done lots of things - gone to 3 different parks, gone swimming in the "pond", met new people & pets, picked vegetables from our garden, watered flowers, planned her garden plot, learned about composting, went on bike rides, played games, created games, organized toys, tried to figure out what makes the cats tick, watched movies, tried new foods, read stories, created stories, played dress up, had long baths (Tyla, not me... unfortunately), learned about Dorothy (Tyla's little sister/doll, who was also adopted last week, we were informed), listened to Beyonce & Pink & Alvin and the Chipmunks (plus a little Dolly Parton & Johnny Cash, thank god) on her new mp3 player, worked on her numerous "collections" of leaves, twigs, flowers, feathers, grasses, etc., laughed lots, worked through the lonelies, and figured out what to do when it rains for 2 days straight.
We also found the cord for the camera (a highlight for sure)! Here are pictures of some of our adventures so far:
Being so tired that you want to cry sounds very similar to how you feel when you have a new born baby at home. And so does the "I don't feel like a mom, yet" comment. Even when we had our own children, it was hard to believe and took awhile to grow the bond. Maybe for some people it comes automatically, but not for me. It doesn't take long that's for sure. Just wait until the first time she gets really sick (hopefully this won't be for a long time or ever) but you can not imagine the feelings that overwhelm you then - it's crazy!
ReplyDeleteEnjoy being a mom, Erin - it is loads of fun! My daughter, Jasmine is 6 right now and it sure is an imaginative age!
If you can get passed all my recent blogs about Chicago, you can see some of the summer activities we have done to keep busy - enjoy!