On Saturday night, Ruby went to stay at grandma's house and Steve and I went out to the Kings of Leon concert. I had been super excited about going to this concert for months. Steve and I even got tickets to his company's suite at the venue.
I had a couple of drinks before the concert and then a few (apparently quite a few) during. But I had my last drink at about 9:30pm and I was in bed by midnight.
You guys? I am JUST starting to feel normal again today. Seriously.
I am not the Cocktail Queen that I once was.
Not sure if it is because I am out of the cocktailing circuit and am therefore out of practice? Or if it was because I was up at 5am the next morning and unable to get back to sleep because that's when Ruby sometimes wakes me up? Or if it was because I did not have the luxury of lounging on the couch, eating greasy food, napping and watching TV the next day and instead I had to drive 45 minutes to pick up my daughter who does not care if mommy has a hangover, she still needs food and diaper changes and a bath and playtime.
Probably a combo of all of it together.
And in the days following, throw in a diaper rash, constipation, teething and food boycotting (that shit is brutal all together!!!)? A trip into the city with cranky baby to get a haircut (which I hate)? A mom/baby meetup at my house (5 babies, 5 mommies) to which I had to provide refreshments and snacks (not to mention a semi-clean house)? A resurgence of hot weather? AND a family BBQ??? All while feeling tired and worn out and cranky and depressed and frustrated, and never quite feeling like I got enough sleep the night before.
And it's only Thursday morning.
But today I feel an ever so slight improvement in my mood and in my general well being. And today there is a big empty square on the calendar with NOTHING written in it. I think that little blank space is the most beautiful thing I have seen in a long time and I am going to take full advantage of it and do as little as possible.
It should NEVER take 5 days to recover from any night when I was in bed by midnight. That's just wrong.