Right now, I'm lying in my bed with Sophie, waiting for her to go to sleep. I have two blog posts to write, one for this one & one for Adventures in Babyfooding. I actually have one of them started on my laptop, waiting for me.
Emma is in her room, unhappy & crying because I didn't come straight back to her room after changing Sophie's diaper. We were making cards for our family for Easter, and birthday card for my visiting aunt. I made a birthday card, and she was working on her own card when I left her room. I was intending to return, if it matters. After changing Sophie I got her into her pajamas, turned on my computer and plugged in my phone to download photos I had saved for the blog posts, and quickly checked my email. I wrapped Emma's birthday gift, and added a couple new items to their Easter basket stash.
I feel like there isn't enough of me to go around, and I'm getting frustrated. My own needs get pushed further and further back, and I'm so worried about Emma feeling neglected that I am afraid to do things with Sophie. I can't be a good mother that way.
And I have no idea what to do.
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