Seriously exhausted
I cooked dinner for the first time in weeks, chicken schnitzels, mashed potatoes and broccoli (well I cut out the mashed potatoes from my own meal). But it left me exhausted. I was convinced I was completely “recovered” but it appears not to be. When dinner was ready to be taken I sank down in my chair with hardly any energy left to eat. Sebastian was crying and I had to rely on Reinout to cover the situation. Victoria kept on asking all sorts of questions, that I couldn’t comprehend. Welcome to post-natal life!
After dinner I lay down on the couch, fed Sebastian who threw up all over me. Even a shower later didn’t manage to fully wake me up. Instead I crashed on the sofa once more and fell asleep only to be woken up half an hour later for another feeding.
Reinout sent me up in bed after that. It feels more relaxed here, and perhaps I should cut down on spending time in front of the TV in the evening. At least for a little while until I have more energy. Right now it’s fully spent on Sebastian and all other high priority matters. Very little me time in fact. I’ve lit my favourite Diptyque Tubereuse candle, covered myself with Tuberose Gardenia perfume and I’m now tucked up in bed. I shall resume reading my latest book acquisition, The Bad Girl by Mario Vargas Llosa. I haven’t been reading for over a week now…
Seriously exhausted
