Saturday, March 24, 2012

Hello Insomnia, My Old Friend

The Sounds of Insomnia
(to the tune of Simon and Garfunkel's Sounds of Silence)

Hello Insomnia, my old friend.
You come to hang with me again.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

The Crazy Life

Life has been chaotic here as of late.  Lots of potential insomnia to go with it.  I know I should be here posting when that happens, but I keep hoping I'll just drift off on my own.  Ya.  Right.   Instead, I get involved in whatever the idiot box produces.   When I do give up, I'm not heading to the laptop, I'm heading to the medicine cabinet for a melatonin.  Why?  Guilt.  Guilt that I have been up too long already and if I stay up any longer, I will fail as a parent when Thing 1 wakes up coughing uncontrollably, Thing 2 attempts to wake up to use the bathroom and sleep walks, or the baby wakes up to nurse. 

WHY do I DO this to myself?!?   I need a break.  WE need a break!

Thursday, March 15, 2012

My Therapist Says I'm Crazy. Well. Duh!!

Okay, he isn't really my therapist, he's more of a "counselor."  And, he didn't really say I was crazy.  But he implied it.  A few times.

Friday, March 9, 2012

I know it's been forever...

I admit I'm a suck ass blogger.  I warned you of this months ago.  I tried.  I really tried.  And then... life.

I hate it when life gets in the way of the things you really want to do.   I get jealous when I see others doing what they want to do and it IS their life.  No, seriously.  Like... they do it.  For a LIVING! 

I hate them.  

No I don't. 

I'm just bitter I guess.  I'm bitter that what I love in life does not mesh with who I love in my life.  My kids.  That or I just don't know how to balance both. 

That is exactly it.  I don't know HOW to be a supermom/bipolar crabby-bitch/go to gal on the block/crazy ass woman in charge woman that everyone (especially me) expects me to be. 

Maybe I'm just not organized enough.  Ya.  And then I'm all bipolar about it.  "No.  It has to be done this way. (hour later) Fuck it. I don't care anymore."  How am I supposed to stay on top of everything when my own mind is telling me to crawl in my bed and eat oreos because it would be easier?!?

This all came to a head in my head about a month ago. (ok, that came out wierd.)  I am taking on too much, but I love all I am doing.  I just can't stay on top of it all, all the time.  As a result of this "revolation," I let this blog go.  Not because I didn't love it or wanted to let it go off into the land of orphaned blogs.  No, just let it sit.  I love blogging.  I just haven't found my groove in the whole blogging world yet.  As you can see, I have tried several things... even organized them somewhat.  Just not sure where I'm going with all of it.  So, until I do.  I may not be here much. 

If you bear with me and you are still here when I find myself and drag me back kicking and screaming full force into the blogging world, you will be rewarded.  I will personally come to your house and cook you breakfast.  In bed.  With nothing on but a smile.

Wait.  NO ONE wants that.  Scratch that.  I'll find another way to reward my loyal friends and visitors for sticking with me.  But first... I must find me.  I just hope this doesn't end up like some Where's Waldo thing, because I sucked at those and I might as well stay lost forever.

I will be here off and on to rant or share bipolar brat news.  (mine. not the kid.)  If you leave a comment, it will show up in my box. ;0)

Much love to my loyals.  Much appreciation to my lurkers.

I hope to someday make this my life and not just a place where I tell you about it.

~ KidLit