By Friday, I’m usually exhausted. This week, I may have set a new record. Things that have made me tired this week include:
Miss Nearly Three learning new ways to ‘push the boundaries’.
Yes, I realise this is developmental. I get that she’s learning how to be a person. I *know* that three year olds can be even worse than two year olds and four year olds are a Whole Other Story. I understand she’s testing me and it’s-just-a-stage-and-she-will-get-over-it.
But, please, can her latest methods *not* involve unspeakable acts with poo??
Mums will know the kind of thing I’m talking about. Those who are not will already think I’ve overshared.
Being a single mum for three nights. I have several single mum friends and they are all awesome. After three nights without my husband to tell me that it’s-just-a-stage-and-she-will-get-over-it and “Woah, exactly how much medicinal chocolate do you really *need* there??”, I conclude my single mum friends are even more awesome than I had originally thought.
Worrying about other people
I visited a friend in a cardio ward yesterday. She’s the kind of friend who came to my house when I was having a single mum week with a tiny baby, cooked me roast beef, did the dishes and left really early so I could get a good night’s sleep. Yesterday, I turned up with grapes. It didn’t really feel like enough.
Another friend lost his mum this week, and I’m off to the funeral this afternoon. Hugs are all I can think of.
Work is crazy
I realised this morning than when all my headspace is used up thinking of new strategies to overcome the latest it’s-just-a-stage-and-she-will-get-over-it period, I forget all of the work stuff I need to do. And comes back at 4am.*
The list gets intimidatingly long, and I start making lists of “If I don’t get these three things done the world will end, and everything else can wait til next week.” At 4am.
Things that will help this weekend include:
1. Reading Mrs Woog
. She always makes me laugh and sometimes makes me cry.
2. Some sunshine and exercise – scheduled for tomorrow morning.
3. A nice bedtime story at 7:30 which will help me forget certain unspeakable acts and remember how great being a mum can be.
4. A glass of wine, scheduled for 7:45pm.
Have a great weekend!
*This post drafted at 4am as a work avoidance technique!