Okay- lets talk turkey. Tidy houses, cute angelic children and happy marriages aside.
I've been encouraged to think about Postnatal Depression of late. I'm not sure why- I'm totally all over this stay at home mum shiz (eehum, kinda).
It would seem that finding parenting a challenge is cause for concern. I'm no counsellor (although I do see one) so I don't really know what defines Postnatal Depression. A quick google search suggests that
are indicators. I don't know about you, but I could tick a few of those boxes. Some days I do a great job of being a stay at home mum while other days I find doing endless loads of washing rather unfulfilling. For me, it's a day by day thing. Some days I cope, others I don't. Some days there is a hot dinner and a clean house, others there's not.
Today is one of the 'other' days. No hot dinner, no happy children, not even any clean washing. But there have been tears and tantrums a plenty.
So I find myself sitting here thinking 'do I?, don't I?' - and I conclude... nothing. I'll just get on with it - see how I go. See if a good routine and a change of season makes a difference.
Being a mother is totally awesome. I love it and I love my kids more than I can express, as I'm sure you do. The only problem is that I'm still me. I still exist as an individual (who knew) and I'll tell ya, I'm bloody high maintenance.
I'll fill you in on the sleep saga and tell you about our new routine later in the week.
For now- sheaf stout.