12.04.2015

c'est la vie - a confession



























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I am admitting it. 
I am overwhelmed.

There.
you read it.

that's the confession. 




This feeling has been brewing for awhile. Lots of changes (of course!) with the birth of our 4th. But then, I should keep powering through, right? Didn't I go into med school. Did I not do residency? I have four kids. I am a mom. Aren't moms supposed to be superwoman or something? so.. I just kept powering through. Maybe muddling through?


Muddling through is really NOT my style though. I don't feel good about it. I don't feel that I am doing a good enough job when I just "muddle through."


It started the week of wards. The routine went out the window. I did not like that one bit.


The children got a bug. It went around the family. I got it.
I was on call... which meant sleep got messed up.
I was sick so hubs and I missed our X3 workouts. The congestion gave me this pressure headache in the morning which made working out unbearable. I pop a DVD in, 5 minutes later, I was dizzy and headache was worse.

So I just said, forget it. I am sick. Sleep is important. Rest is important.

Two weeks later, I am finally recovered from this viral illness, but I am STILL behind. I am not back to working out which I realized is so, so important for my mental well being.  I just need that 30 minutes of sweating out the worries and punching my reflection and giving it all with those burpees. And weight lifting, there's something about it that gives me all the happy hormones!

A mom of 4 asked the ages of my children. I said they are young: 6,4,2 and 5 months old. She said that is the best time.... 

insert my face with eyes bugging out.

She continues: it just gets harder as they get older and talking and going to school.


insert my face now with jaw on the floor: REALLY??? REALLY, REALLY?

great.

awesome.

perfect.

way to go, anxiety. You just heard something that lit the fire. 


Parenting loves throwing us curveballs. Agree?
Just when I think* I have some kind of routine or handle on things, then another challenge comes up.

I still do not know what to do after school pick-up. The witching hour is 4-6pm. why, oh why???
Helping with homework here.. Nursing baby at the same time. Give snacks... finish prepping dinner... maybe tidy up a bit  because my husband is coming home to a messy house... again....


oh.

I really hope I turn things around.

I don't like to muddle through life. 




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3 comments:

  1. Prayers for peace of mind as you handle it all. You've got this!

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    1. Thank you! I need prayer warriors. I appreciate it.

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  2. You got this! Sometimes a week/or month is thrown off but you will get back. :) Also might I say in those witching hours just enjoy your kids!

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