Okay, so I’m feeling a bit flat. Yesterday sucked a lot, yet nothing particularly large happened to put me into this spin, it was a whole lot of little things, probably starting from Sunday where I felt that Mother’s Day was just too much – I just don’t do hopping from one thing to the other very well whereas some people thrive on it. However I did had a lovely day, particularly the final part where I spent a few hours in front of an open fire with the Hall family.
So on Monday I blogged about my mini parental burnout moment of that morning and it hasn’t really improved from there. A job has been postponed unexpectedly, our finances are in a bit of a mess due to a couple of major indulgent purchases on my part (hello flights to Sydney for Anth and I to run the City to Surf) and I’m waiting for some clients to pay me. During a difficult transcription yesterday we lost power and I hadn’t saved my work (FARK!) Also, my laptop was dead and I blamed the kids because all it’s used for is playing Minecraft. Not to mention waking up at 4am and not getting back to sleep. Grrrr.
So just little things which added up to just feeling blah. When I feel like this, I don’t want to go out and face the world and have conversations with the other mums (who I LOVE by the way 🙂 ). But of course the kids need to be picked up from school, Dan needs to go to footy training, I have to visit my PANDA mum…so onwards I go just going about my business. By last night I was feeling rather fragile and I woke in the middle of last night and cried about it. Have I mentioned how amazing Anth is? You see, he doesn’t get like this, yet he was so supportive especially given it was the middle of the night!
But in times like these it’s important to remember it’s not all bad or even just sit with the thought “okay I’m feeling bad but this feeling won’t last” without battling to overcome it. Last night I retreated to my bedroom and was lying there in the dark doing some deep breathing when Mitch came and joined me. We were having a little chat and along came Dan. The hallway light was on which cast a light right into our bedroom but when Dan came in, he tripped over one of my boots lying on the floor and did this amazingly noisy fall onto the (polished) floor. I. Could. Not. Stop. Laughing. Sorry Dan!
And just after school today, I was asked by a mum, Bec, to bring a kid back to her house as she didn’t have enough room in her car. So after the kids devoured (literally!) tonnes of food, they went outside to play and Bec and I had a cuppa and a chat. She’s just one of those people who is so genuine and lovely and I really enjoy spending time with her.
So, as I mentioned, I’m just sitting with this blah feeling. Work will come my way, the transcription is nearly finished, the laptop is fine and I shared a cup of tea with a friend. I just need to remember these feelings do pass.
Does anyone else have these moments/days? If so, do you feel you need to cover it up? Do you have any tips on overcoming them?