Archives for posts with tag: cold

Just need to do a venting post. You can skip it or boo-hoo with me. It’s just whining anyways, nothing serious. But it feels good to get it off my chest.

image

This is what I want. 365.

There’s just something about winter that makes me feel so blah and unproductive. I think bears have the right idea with hibernating through the nastiness. The cold, ice, snow, hazardous driving conditions, high electric bills… fingernails breaking off in the cold…. seriously… I lost 4 nails in 2 days! What part of that makes me want to go outside and, I don’t know, do stuff? Why do I live in a state who’s weather I am not fond of? It made our pipes freeze 2 days ago. Thankfully DH got the water running again… for now. Wind chill is a real thing!

Our 3.5 year old heat pump broke down a week and a half ago and we are waiting for the part to come in so the repairs can be done. And let me tell you, that part was not cheap! Yay, credit card! So we are running on emergency heat for now. That means we are keeping the house a toasty 65-66F at night and 66-67F during the day. Like I said, big whoop. I mean, there are tons of homeless people right now who would be more than happy to be here right now so I’m not about to complain about that. Except for the unexpected and unwelcome cost of repairs. I’m still going to complain about that a little.

I have been feeling some seasonal moodiness. Can you tell? I really despise winter. I really do. And it tends to put me in a bit of a bad mood. As much as I don’t like to get the babies out in the weather, I find it is vitally important for me to get out of the house! I don’t get out every day obviously but I definitely have to make a point of doing it several times a week minimum. Otherwise, I sit at home and worry about every single thing and I have way too much time to go over scenarios that end up worse case etc. It is annoying to me and a colossal waste of time seeing as 99% of the time, I am worried about things I cannot prevent. That is why adult interaction is vital to my mental health. Some physical exercise would be great too if it was warm enough outside. I miss walking with my SIL. We had a pretty great thing going with the twice weekly walks. We were up to 3.6 miles of hilly terrain pushing 80+ pounds with our double strollers. Weight was being lost. Muscles were being built…. It was a good thing. It needs to happen again. I’ve thought about joining a gym at least for the winter months but I don’t know that I would go often enough to make it worthwhile. Plus I’m super self conscious working out in front of people.

It would be so fun to go to a mom group but I don’t know of any close to where I live. Plus, I don’t really want the babies exposed to all the germs in the winter. Generally I don’t worry about germs and dirt and such but the flu is a particular thing I really don’t want my kids to have, not to mention myself and DH.

I’ve also been having a terrible time with not relaxing. I have such tense muscles all the time. I have been focusing the last week on loosening up and I think I am doing marginally better but only when I make the conscious effort to relax. I don’t know why I’m always tensed up like a cat getting ready to pounce but it’s annoying and giving  me  a  sore  neck. I stay  up  at night to  try  to  unwind  but then  I get upset that I’m missing out on sleep and will pay for it in the morning. I think the key would be to get up earlier so I have more time to myself in the morning. I need to get a shower, pump, read my Bible and pray and have breakfast in order to feel ready for the day. That takes a lot longer while getting the boys breakfast and nursing and changing them. It means that wherever we go, we have a late start for the day.

All in all, it’s just a season – literally and figuratively – winter, I won’t miss. The boys being little and demanding all my time and energy, I will miss. I am the type of person who thrives on being needed. If I’m not needed then I feel entirely useless. I have a lot of love to give and I enjoy taking care of people. Preferable my own little, cute people. So their needs are nothing I would ever complain about. But winter sucks. And static. Actually, static shocks but whatever.

Advertisements

I have had it with the cold. The arctic blasts. The frigid temps. The static.

The frozen pipes…. I feel bad to complain because it could be worse. But seriously, this is pretty bad. This winter has been milder than last for the most part but I am still way beyond done.

 

We were gone for the better part of the afternoon and evening today. We came home to frozen pipes despite the heat tape being plugged in all day. The pilot light on the furnace blew out. The house was 54 degrees. My Lovenox has now been exposed for a rather long period of time to temps below what it is allowed to be stored at. I guess that means I need to call the pharmacy in the morning and tell them what happened and hope and pray they will give me a fresh batch of meds. I just picked this batch up 2 days ago….

 

This is the 3rd time the water has froze in the last couple of weeks. There’s nothing we can do to thaw it out  because it seems to be freezing outside the house like underground. The last time it froze was a couple days ago and it came back on after I spent over an hour washing dishes in water I warmed up on the stove. (Tragic, I know.) I’m just fed up with it all and I am done with the infernal cold and wind and Arctic Friggin’ Blasts. I was not made for the cold. If I ever go anywhere tropical…….

 

 

Oh, and here's our Valentine's Day. Afraid to kiss because we keep "shocking" each other with static electricity kisses.

Oh, and here’s our Valentine’s Day. Afraid to kiss because we keep “shocking” each other with static electricity kisses.

Rita New

Artist, Homeschool Teacher, & Social Media Influencer

Endometriosis and Me

Living with Endometriosis , Polycystic Ovaries & on an IVF journey

Heavenly Elysian

Let all that you do be done in love. 1 Cor 16:18

Eczema Mama

Parenting a child with eczema.

coolmomm

Welcome to my Blog

jonsie13

living in the middle | navigating infertility

Beauty & Brains

A review blog for beauty products, books, and health.

#CuteKids

Parenting, Marriage, and Shower Thoughts

Squishing Through Life

The Next Chapter in "Adulting"

Casey E. Hamilton

Writer, Wife, Adventurer, Jill of most trades.

Allie's Big Belly

BRA OFF | HAIR UP | BELLY OUT

Waiting to Expand

a journey of infertility, loss, healing, and hope

Awaiting Autumn

A journey through infertility & into motherhood

Inspiration | Healing| Infertility| Pregnancy

"The only impossible journey is the one you never begin." -Anthony Robbins

Sunshine and Lightning Bolts

My sanity is your insanity

Our greatest adventure; and our littlest love.

The adventures of our road to parenthood from bump to baby and beyond.

Monika's Musings

My random memories, thoughts, plans, dreams, etc.

Tell Me It's OK

Infertility + Pregnancy Journey

The Last Mommy Blog

The obligatory blog of a newly minted stay-at-home-mom. A little humor, a little insight and more spit up than I anticipated.

I am boob.

Writer. Wine sipper. Cheese hoarder. Wife. Baby Wrangler. Boob.

Pro Mother

Because when we support mothers we also support their children.

I've created life. Now what?

Carrying a human is hard work--but what comes next?

Sunloverlifestyle

Making my own sunshine

A Flower That Lives On A Star

Adoption Through The Eyes Of A Birth Mother

The Almost Mom

Waiting not-so-patiently for our miracle to arrive!

Weathering Storms

Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.

B Jor You

Bjorlie Speaks- Life

Adventures of the Tenacious Heart

Beau's journey with a Congenital Heart Defect

The Pregnant Physicist

The greatest WordPress.com site in all the land!

TwoBecomesThree

A pregnancy journey

jenikajayde

Life of a birth mother to twins.

brownskinnedbeauty

Just another WordPress.com site

Spencer's Little Adventures

Thoughts on life, faith, marriage and raising our Spenny Jude.

random squeaks

Years of infertility, countless doctor visits, and now a positive pregnancy test!

Fighting Infertility

A Fight Against Primary and Secondary Infertility

Amber Under Construction

He must become greater, I must become less

%d bloggers like this: