My in-laws were here for a week, and just left on Saturday. They were our last Helpful Visitors, and we are officially on our own now as a family of four.
We are almost two days into Just Us Girls and so far no one has been murdered or even slapped!
Remember how I didn't like Eleanor very much but couldn't really fault Geneva for anything because she was a newborn and they don't mean it? Well THAT reversed in a hurry. If I end up smacking Eleanor one of these days, it won't be because she deserves it. She's being a helpful darling. It'll be because I'm at the end of my rope with Geneva, and you absolutely cannot smother your infant (despite what you might threaten them with at 3 am [look, if I can't shit-talk my baby at 3 am, what point is there in anything?]).
The last two nights have been rough. Geneva is being a complete ass and I am So Tired. Eleanor has another cold and is waking up at night as well. The thing with toddlers, though, is that even if they wake you up at night, they're so charming in the morning. Newborns are just the same rotten little creatures who won't let you get anything done LIKE JUST DRINK A DAMN COFFEE, and it makes them hard to like.
I haven't been able to coordinate their naps because Geneva likes to sleep through all of whatever we're doing in the morning and then be awake for a bit after lunch, which means that *I* haven't gotten a nap since my in-laws left. She's finally asleep now, but I'd already given up and had my coffee, so here I am, internetting.
I know that this is the hardest part, and that it only gets easier from here. I know that I'll sleep tonight, at least a little, and that Geneva will start sleeping more, and that the sun will come out eventually (what the hell, weather. You could be doing me a solid, here but you are just looming and glowering).
So many times in the last two days I've been like, Why in the HELL did I have another child? But, I mean.