To follow up on yesterdays rather negative post:
So there are definitely good moments in there....
As a funny story: Meredith has been taking the kids out to community playgroups that are run by our town's family center. She took them to a rather big one the other day, and (of course) people were asking about the girls. "Are they twins", "Are they yours", etc. She told me a few people started inquiring about what Jason and I looked like....since the girls look so different in coloring, people were trying to ask (in a nice way) if Jason and I were a biracial couple.
I thought that was rather amusing.
And FYI, no we are not. Although Meorah does have my pink-ish coloring and light eyes, while Jason is one of those people who tans very easily and can get very dark, attributes Tzelia obviously shares.
I don't know where Zev got his light brown hair from, but he also has a pink skin tone although he has very dark eyes. So I guess he's a cross between the two of us.
I'm trying not to feel so negative. I think I'm just emotionally exhausted. Work is also very busy, so I really don't get much of a break. People tell me to stop pumping in the middle of the night, but honestly...its about the only 'me' time that I get. If it means slightly less sleep for half an hour of uninterrupted time, I'll take it. Jason himself has been going to bed later and later just so he too can have a little personal time.
Gotta take it when you can.