B was 11 weeks old this week and for the first time, I am exhausted from having two children.
Tuesday was our bank run/grocery shopping day. I find I am usually tired after getting home each week. Chasing a toddler while carrying a baby in an infant carrier is not for the weak, physically or mentally.
Wednesday I finally was able to get us doctor appointments, my well-baby check up and B’s first needles. My doctor is two hours away. If I did completely trust him and the nurse I would have found another doctor closer when A was born. We left the house early after having very little sleep. I met a friend to buy a couple diapers off of and barely made it to our appointment on time. Best part was that my mom works across the street from the doctor’s office and was an amazing help with the two girls.
Today, well, today I had to go back to the bank to deal with banking screw-ups. Our cell phone service provider changed our account number without informing us, now we have months of payments floating somewhere and hubby’s cell has been shut off.
Three days on the go makes for one tired momma.
At least I was getting smiles for these days. My girls smiles and laughs give me the energy to keep my butt moving.