Saturday marked baby shower number two of three. This was a small family affair where we all went to "tea" at some place my aunt picked out. It was remarkably pleasant and I think everyone had a good time. But this weekend marked the first signs of my waning stamina. We went to a tour of the hospital that morning, I went to tea in the afternoon and I got a pedicure that evening. Those three activities do not sound high stress by any means, but by the time we got home from dinner, I was absolutely wiped. I went to bed at 10pm and slept straight through until 6am. This morning I rallied and wanted to go to Lowe's and Target after breakfast but after those two errands I had to sit around the house again in the recliner. I helped Rich mow the lawn for about an hour around noon and then jumped in the pool to clean it out a bit but after that I was worthless for anything except staring at the walls.
Unfortunately, I kept wanting to do things so I tried to find low drag activities. I did some laundry and cleaned up/deciphered our car seat and stroller. I added some wall decals to the baby's portion of our bedroom. And then I had to lie down before I collapsed. So yeah, this is getting old.
I had given myself an unofficial goal to try to blog every day this month because I knew I wasn't going to be up for NaBloPoMo in November with a newborn. But it's been harder than I thought it would be. So I'm just going to try for writing as much as I can without wearing myself out. Perhaps I should have just created a National Napping Month (NaNapMo) to force myself to take a break each day.