Let's start by confessing that I am a miserable sick person. When I am sick, I just want to be left alone in a dark room to sleep it all away. Just let me sleep for a week straight with nothing but liquids pushed under the door to keep me alive. I know I've been cranky and grouchy with the girls.Hell,I even called my husband at work 3 states away to unleash my miserableness on him. Not my proudest moment. Sorry. I even bit my brothers head off, who is visiting and helping me with my girls this week. I am truly a wench!
I also would like to confess that it's a little embarrassing walking around town with my little brother (who is 19) and my 2 girls because people are looking at us as if 1) he is my "boyfriend or husband" and I am a friggin cradle robber .Ewww, gross! Or 2) I am his Mother! Which is equally as EWWWW, because it makes me feel not only old but like I was promiscuous in my early teen years, to boot. Which I don't really care about now except for how hard I worked to obtain that 'Good Catholic girl' image back then. The worst part is either way you slice it..it makes ME feel old!
Next, this list could go on for days this week, I am about to tear my hair out with all this crap I am having to do by myself. It is making me feel overwhelmed and like I can't accomplish anything I start, like I am a loser! I know I usually bite off more than I can chew (its the nature of the beast) but I muddle through , spread myself as thin as possible, and I get it done. That's me!It's how I work. But this week, for some reason, I feel like a bumbling idiot who can't get anything done. My husband is encouraging me to eliminate some of my extracurriculars with the girls, so I don't have a meltdown. I get insulted that he thinks I can't do it all. WTH is going on with me? He may be right, at least this week. I've worn myself, metaphorically, paper thin and one wrong pull may be the one that breaks me down.
Thank God for Truthful Tuesdays and wonderful friends.If it weren't for your emails, phone calls, texts, comments and unconditional love and support...I'd have hit my breakdown threshold a long time ago!
Oh honey...you must get off the "Superwoman" train. You are not out of control...life is out of control. You put way too much pressure on yourself. You are awsome, wonderful, beautiful...and sick. So put the brakes on, let your brother feed them cereal for the next two days, cancel Wed and Ths activites and take care of yourself. It will all still be there Friday morning. Trust me.
ReplyDeleteNow for my truthfulness...take it however you want...inlaws: if they are alive you must put up with them.