House frau, indeed

I do feel like a house frau today. To be more precise, I feel like a frumpy housewife. I'm wearing my maternity sweater that is adorable when you're pregnant, but looks more like a knitted mumu if you're not. I'm scrubbing toilets, scrubbing showers, and scrubbing poop out of baby clothing. My baby is sick, fussy, and not inclined to take the naps that would help her get better. I'm exhausted, desperate for a nap, but pressed to get a number of things done. I know many mommies would tell me to go take the nap, but it just doesn't work that way. I have to get the housework done because it's expected of me by other people in the house, and it's "my share" of the household. Next naptime I definitely can't because I have to get dinner on, and I'm not very excited about this dinner, but I'm to tired to work anything else up. And the sad thing is, I'm pretty sure the rest of the family isn't going to be too hot on it. But what can you do? So, yes. I feel very frumpy, very mother of young children with no outlet today. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.