Saturday’s have been a trigger for me. I’m not sure why but I think it’s because the weekly routine is suddenly not applied. I also tried to let Hubby have a sleep in like I used to when it was just Little Man, I’m hyper aware he’s had early starts yet discount my own 4am mornings – I’ll save that topic for another post!
I realised it was happening last week, maybe after a “bad” Saturday, and thinking about a friend who has confided her own PND battle and how weekends were bad for her too.
So, we talked and set up a plan for today:
Hubby gets up too to help with the morning rush and then we go out, be it to walk around the shops or the lake. (I’ve found when we’ve had a morning like this before my mood has instantly lifted).
And so far, so good.
I don’t feel as on edge or overwhelmed. I’ve had help with feeding the girls and shared Little Mans three year old need for attention. The chaos has still been the same amount but I’m not doing it alone. I’m glad I recognised and admitted my trigger and cabin fever. I’m even more thankful that Hubby didn’t put up a fight when I asked him to lose his small (but so very needed) sleep in.
The sun is shining, chores are nearly done and hopefully in an hour or two I’ll have a treat of a takeaway decaf in hand as we wander about in the big wide world as a family. Have a great day and just remember to take it one step at a time. K x