I’m tired. Really tired. Too tired to blog and too tired to be a good mom. I’m still waiting to find out if my iron is low or my thyroid is acting up or if I’m just suffering the build up of 5 and a half months of inconsistent sleep. Kieran has been fussy lately. It seems that he is teething.

Last night we discovered a big bulging spot on his top gum that looked like a tooth could erupt at any moment. We examined the blister with pride, exclaiming over our “big boy” as though we had done something that directly resulted in his exceptional development of a tooth.

This morning the spot is GONE! Gone! How is this possible? Not that I care whether he has a tooth or not but I was suddenly filled with hope that the crankiness and poor sleeping would come to an end and I could start to feel human again in short order. Sigh…

I feel kind of sad that my blog has basically turned into my forum for talking, whining and bragging about my kids. I want to have more variety than that. I want my life to be about more than my kids. But in these days of exhaustion my world seems to shrink down to the most basic components and kids are one of them. And yet somehow I feel as though I’m not doing an adequate job of parenting either.

So here I am wallowing in my inadequacy. Really I just need to get it out. Now I can move on and try and do better. I’m just glad my kids will remember little to nothing of this time in their lives.