After all of the drama of the last short sale on my home, and the recent ass-kicking my husband doled out to Wells Fargo, I have another offer on my house. I might even have 3 offers total by the end of the day. With the deadline of the tax credit looming (June 30th) people are trying to get the best deal possible. The great thing about this current offer is that the buyers are hoping to get things closed before the tax deadline but still want the house even if the deadline passes. Either way, they'll get my home for the same price as an entry model BMW. How pathetic is that (for me, anyway).
Here's hoping that I have some good karma this time around.
This weekend is the Just Between Friends consignment sale in the Seattle area. Since I'm a first time parent I have a pass to get me into a preview sale later this afternoon. With baby gear being so expensive and Simon growing out of things so quickly, I'm hoping I can find some good things.
Isn't facebook clever in the way that they've set it up to automatically pull the blog posts from my website to my wall page? My husband is even more clever for showing me how to do it!
You always hear about "baby blues" but I guess I wasn't prepared how severe the emotional swings can be after having a baby. I was a bit emotional while I was pregnant (just ask Jeff), but it was nothing compared to the crying jags I had after Simon was born. I fully expected it to taper off after a few weeks, but six weeks later I was still struggling with it and then feelings of anger entered into the mix. I talked to my doctor about it at my 6 week post partum appointment and there are a lot of contributing factors - living in a city where I know very few people and have a very limited support system, a definite lack of sleep, very low iron levels which is compounding the feelings of tiredness, feeling overwhelmed, and Jeff going back to work after a month of being home. Add a crying baby to the mix and it was sometimes enough to send me over the edge. I'd feel like I didn't know what I was doing and couldn't properly take care of my little boy. That feeling would intensify when one of our visitors would be able to calm Simon down within minutes.
Before resorting to mind-altering drugs, my doctor recommended seeing a therapist who specializes in PPD (post partum depression). Unfortunately, with all the visitors we've had coming to stay with us, I never got a chance to make an appointment. Simon will be 8 weeks old this Friday and I'm happy to say that I'm feeling much better. There are times where I get a frustrated, but I realize that it's usually due to me or Simon being overly tired. I'm learning to step back emotionally. I've made great progress on that during car rides where Simon is screaming.
I don't think it'll be necessary to see the therapist now, but I plan on keeping her phone number handy just in case.
Several months have gone by since I've been blogging. Before, I felt that I didn't have much to say but now that we've moved to Seattle and had added Simon to our family, things are always changing and new. I'm back in the saddle again, so to speak, giving the blog thing another try. For those who want to keep up with me you can find again on the inter-webs.