by nickieluv » August 8th, 2008, 7:30 pm
Well, he doesn't always know the details when I'm in the planning stages, but I'm always sure to check with him before I pick my rewards. And with the sleep one, I let him know that there were several options (a nap or a few hours alone instead of him taking the baby all night long) and if he felt one of them wasn't going to work for him on a particular day, he was free to pick another one.
I am not doing well today. I am spending money we don't have. I mean, we sort of have it, because it's credit, but you know you have to pay the bill sooner or later. I get in these kinds of moods where I just want to buy buy buy, whether I can afford it or not. And right now, we decidedly cannot. But I talk myself into it by saying it's something we really need. I can't quite figure out why we really needed me to have some new clothes and jewelry, though. Have to work on a reason for that one, because it's not like I'm working to have a place to wear these things....
Also, when you spread it out you can't really remember how much you've spent. So I was about to say I hadn't spent that much, but I don't really know. It was at about 370 at last count, although some of that was things for my husband that he asked for - but I am going to have to pay the piper in a week or so when all this stuff starts arriving. Last time I got away with it because the mail comes before my husband gets home, and I hid the stuff I bought, and I was the only one paying the bills so I was able to hide the spending really well. I swore up and down to him that I wouldn't do that this time, but it seems to be a bit of a compulsion when I get like this. And then I'll go months, or even years, without spending a dime. In fact, the last time was when I was on maternity leave.
There must be something about staying home with the kids that gets to me and makes me want to spend money. Maybe it's living check to check and missing the lifestyle we had when I was working - and then feeling guilty for missing *things* when I have the best gift every day just being able to watch my kids grow. But then, I feel guilty every time I lose my patience or think to myself 'I'd rather be working.' I keep telling myself I wish I could just quit my job and stay home until the kids are both in school - but do I really want that? I think I'm worried that staying home is a mistake, that I can't handle two kids at once, that I'm just not really a good mom at all and they'd be better off in daycare.
Gee, and why can't I just stick to MF at a time like this? Seriously, though, that should give me some anchoring, some stability, when everything else is in upheaval. But that's exactly when I reach for food.
I'm not going back to work, I'm being too hard on myself, I've only been out of the hospital for 26 days and I can't expect to be perfect. But I do. You know I do. Perfect mom, perfect homemaker, perfect dieter. I figure if I'm not working I should be able to do everything else under the sun. And yet I still am not getting things done - and the time I do have, I've wasted all this week. Which leads me to feel even worse about myself and the cycle goes on and on.
Sorry for getting so - depressing, I guess. It's my journal though so I guess I can talk about anything. In the end, every blessed thing I bought can go back. Well, not the eBay stuff, but I could turn around and relist it. I won't though, because that's a pain. But the catalog stuff is easy, just bag it up and tape the enclosed return label on and leave it on the porch for UPS. Ends up costing me 7 bucks but that's better than the current running total.
They are all symptoms - the spending, the eating, staying up late. I know they are. I'm upset about something, or lots of things, who knows. And I'm trying to avoid the things I'm upset about by distracting myself with vices. I need to figure out how to just be me, and not worry about being perfect all the time.
Well, baby is stirring so I'm off to change a diaper and mix some formula and then get us both to la-la-land upstairs.