I am exhausted. It's way past our daughter's bedtime. We just arrived back from a last minute trip to visit cousins that are up from FL. I took the trip by myself with our daughter. It was not the smoothest day before the trip so by the time I got in the car (which was an adventure in itself) I was done. Still, I knew I needed to get out of the house. I needed air and I needed to see folks I hadn't seen in a year or so.
It was great seeing them but I also felt awful I was in such an exhausted mood. I wish I had more time to spend with them but at the same time, if they offered a bed for me while I was there, I would have happily taken a nap.
Now I'm back home and my child is on her second wind because well, the day was so out of routine and emotional. There were highs and lows. I know I should get her ready for sleep but 1) she's expressed missing her dad and she and him are actually pretending to be dogs now and 2) although I'm exhausted, I'm not ready for sleep. I don't want my freaking day to be about doing chores, travel and then bedtime.
Actually, I really need a massage right now. I think I'm going to book a prenatal massage for next week for me. I'm totally burnt and need it.
Postscript: After I posted this, I literally passed out on the bedroom couch. DH came in at some point and placed a blanket on me. I woke up at 1am and TG was already in bed (thank you DH). I didn't even have a chance to make dinner for DH. I shuffled to bed and passed out again and woke up at 7:30am.