Well, in good news:
My mom has quit smoking. After 50+ years.
: so her house still smells a bit like stale smoke, because it's in the carpet, the walls, the everything, but at least she's not adding to it day after day.
When we drove up, it was impossible to get down my mom's street, because there was a GIANT backhoe in her driveway, digging a 12-foot trench for laying storm sewer pipes. So we parked in the neighbor's driveway, cut through their yard into my mom's and T had entertainment all day while those big machines were working not more than 15 feet in front of the bay window (perfect spot for child to sit).
Around 2:30, I dozed off in my mom's rocker/recliner while T was playing with legos or cooties or something. They ended up going outside and finding some manner of yard work to do (which they can always find). My mom woke me up at 4:30. I felt a bit in a fog but better for having slept.
I figure that it will be worse when little brother arrives because lately T has been SOOO whiny - everything comes out in a whine, really - and he has been really bad at doing anything at all for himself. Just lots of button pushing and a complete inability to do anything by himself. I am tempted to put away 99% of the toys because it's like he has so many things to do that he can't do anything. (Maybe he suffers from the same overstimulation and brain clutter that I do when our house is not clean, which causes me to not be able to do anything because there is too much to do.)
I had a weird night's sleep and woke up with a racing pulse and feeling vaguely sick, but it seems to have remedied itself somehow... and yet, I want to call Jo, tell her that I want her to tell her boss that her wife is sick and that she needs to go home, and crawl back into bed for the rest of the day. Barring that option, I might turn on the olympics for the afternoon and sack out on the couch, hoping that the child doesn't break anything or injure the cat.
There is a woman in one of my DDCs (I straddle Nov and Dec) and she has 6 children and is pregnant with her 7th - and she homeschools - it exhausts me just thinking about it. (Well, and our own chumani - Sarah, are you still out there?)