Hello everyone, a few days ago, I wrote a short piece titled ‘I don’t get religion’. While I was extremely careful not to bash any religion, I guess just writing about religion in any light that is not 100 percent positive is controversial (as I feared). While I did get a lot of positive feedbacks, comments and likes, I had to take it down because someone whom I greatly respected, asked me to. Now I was very resentful at the request for two reasons. First, I didn’t write anything negative and secondly, I felt as if it was a sort of censorship for my blog. However, my respect was greater than my indignation. So I took it down. Of course the person spent the next couple of days trying to ‘educate’ me on why I should get religion. Wonderfully, the ‘education’ went beyond emphasis on faith and focused on logic and rationality, so I guess I got something out of it.
Long Preamble. sorry….back to my Rant.
My BeeBee turned a month yesterday………..Yeaaahhhh! I finally broke down…….Nayyyyyy!
I thought I was ready for motherhood. I read all the books, all the articles, everything on dealing with newborns and avoiding common pitfalls. I guess I didn’t bank on having other people to look after as well. Two days after returning home, I was back to household duties and I was irate. The incision still hurt and moving around was difficult. The first two weeks drained me mentally and physically. Of course BeeBee was perfect and could do no wrong, but I did have severe homicidal thoughts towards the hubby. However, as much as I hate to admit it, the strain helped me recover very quickly. I have been feeling great. Three hours of sleep at night…no biggie. Making breakfast, Lunch and dinner for hubby and his mother….Piece of cake. Making the house presentable for visitors…..forget about it. I am super mom….I could do it all
Except I am not super mom. #sadface