It’s one of those weeks. Jet lag x2, visiting my ill grandfather, a whiney toddler (is she teething? is she hungry? tired? bored?), two kittens who decided to pee on said toddlers bed. A husband who wants to talk and cuddle, work that needs to be done, a blog that needs tending to. Playgroups to attend, text messages to respond, phone calls to return. Dinners to plan, shop for and cook. Exercise to be made, clothes to be washed, and legs to be shaved (three weeks was my limit.)
Every parent has these weeks. Every stay at home parent, every working parent. Every fucking person who has ever walked this planet- has these weeks or days. But that isn’t comforting- is it?
Does it make anyone out there feel better when I say, “I’m feeling depressed because I can’t handle my life right now?” Maybe it does, maybe it makes everything seem relatable and easier. I don’t know. I know that right now I’m struggling to practice self-love, struggling to practice patience with my strong-willed toddler, and struggling to focus on my marriage.
It’s funny how one week everything feels like it’s coming together, and the next week everything seems to just be falling apart (even though it really isn’t.)
So if you’re out there, reading this and nodding your head in agreement- or even just thinking “man, I know that.” Then take this as your reminder to stop. Stop and remind yourself why you’re doing all of these things. That the laundry is done so that our beautiful children have clean clothes, that dinner is cooked so that we can feed their hungry bellies delicious food. That work is a must in life, (unless you married rich-), relationships need tending and understanding. Pets and animals don’t always comply and act how we want, but that doesn’t mean we can stop loving them. Maybe that exercise can wait, and don’t worry if you haven’t shaved in weeks- it’s winter now.
Feeling overwhelmed happens, but we all need to reach out to people from time-to-time and release that energy and the pent up emotions. We can’t let a bad week get the better of us, and it’s important to have something to look forward to every day. (For me it’s the first cup of coffee in the morning.)
When I’m feeling like shit, and overwhelmed, I just try to remind myself it won’t be like this forever, and one day my daughter will be out of the house and my day-to-day life will be substantially calmer.
P.S. don’t forget about yourself, your emotions, your mental health, and everything in between.