Archive for September, 2007

Ink

So I have a disaster on the back of my neck. I already had a bunch of pink stars on the back of my neck, and, drunk and stoned as could be, I decided it would be a good idea to get this friend of a friend to tattoo “Luna” (“moon” en espanol) underneath them. It’s horrid. I’d always hated text-only tattoos and thought they looked so tacky and ghetto, and I hate the font he used, and it’s just not a good tattoo. It was done at two in the morning in someone’s living room by a stoned guy, and you can tell just by looking at it. Blech.

So I knew I wanted to get it covered up, but I wasn’t sure with what. I tried coming up with pictures of a butterfly or dragonfly that had a dark background and so could cover up the black text, but they didn’t really seem right.

I also was thinking about getting a tattoo for my daughter. However, now that I’m sober and in my right mind, I fall back on my original opinion about text-only tattoos. So I don’t want her name and birthdate or anything. For one, text-only = yuck. For another, it’s just so generic and boring. I want a picture to represent her.

So finally, last night, it finally occurred to me to get a picture, symbolizing her, over the catastrophe on my neck. I know, it should have occured to me a long time ago. So now I’m trying to come up with a picture that could symbolize her and that would do a good job of covering up the tattoo. Now, I’ve heard from a couple of people that color should be able to cover up the dark ink that the guy used on me, just because it was cheap ink and a horrible job. I’ll have to talk to whatever shop I choose about that, but I hope it’s true; it would give me a lot more options. I was thinking about maybe something using a lion, as her name means “Lion of God”. Her middle name means “Faith”, and there’s no way I’m getting a cross or some such on me – that’s worse than text!

 Fussy baby! Finish this up later!

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I Can’t Keep My Eyes Open

Sleep deprivation blows. Like, it seriously blows. The entire speech that Edward Norton’s character gives about insomnia in the beginning of Fight Club? All of that is just as applicable to new mothers as it is to insomniacs. Seriously.

I don’t know, she just seems stuck on this nocturnal schedule. I can try keeping her awake during the day, but it doesn’t seem to do any good. Especially since even when I’m trying my best to keep her awake, she can suddenly sleep through anything. When I finally manage to coax her to sleep at night, the sound of me lying down on my bed jolts her awake!

AUGH!

:: Update ::

So I’ve been told to do a blog post, but there’s not really much going on over here, so I guess I’ll just give a general update.

I’m fine, although extremely sleep-deprived. I’ve been reading a good bit when I’m awake and not being a slave to my tiny tyrant’s every whim; most lately The Girlfriends’ Guide to the First Year of Motherhood by Vicki Iovine. That book is awesome to read one-handed during the 2:30AM feeding, just because I’m a firm believer that laughter really is the best medicine, especially for postpartum depression (and anyone who isn’t feeling postpartumish when they haven’t been able to sleep all night because they’ve been reduced to a constant food source for a baby going through a growth spurt is just inhuman – or lying).

Arielle is doing well. I ended up saying “screw the doctors” and went ahead and did what I wanted to do, as far as feeding her, and the jaundice went ahead and cleared up on its own; she had her last blood test yesterday (thank god!) and her bili was 8.5, which is out of the danger zone. Now that she’s not jaundiced anymore, she actually woke up on Sunday and has been practicing psychological warfare on me every night since.¬†Did you know that someone who hasn’t slept in 24 hours has the same lack of concentration and about the same response time as someone who is legally intoxicated? I can definitely believe it now.

In other news… My classes are going pretty well; my history professor should be committed, but whatever. It kind of sucks right now because my best friend is moving in less than a month – to Illinois! What the fuck?! But that’s okay, it gives me a good excuse for a road trip to a place I’ve never been before. (Anyone know what there is to do in Illinois?)