Everything has been a bit quiet round here recently. I’m not really sure why but my anxiety and depression have flared up again. When this happens I lack motivation in doing anything and unfortunately, that means that even the simplest of tasks, such as turning on my laptop, seems impossible. The times that I have attempted to go on the laptop, I have either been flawed by having no battery charge or a baby that senses me pressing the on button, so she wakes up.
I am making the effort to have some me time as that is just something that doesn’t happen at the moment. As I write this D has taken C out, she has taken to refusing to go to bed and spends an evening moaning at me. Once in a while, you can cope with but this seems like a daily occurrence now.
Ironically I am meant to be having me time, however, I am sat in J’s bed. After a few attempts of getting him to stay in bed on his own he ended up in hysterics because he misses C! And he loves her so much. Cute however also means I’m stuck in bed whilst he falls asleep.
Rather than letting this stress me out, I have embraced it. I’ve got a hot chocolate, my phone to blog on and at least no baby moaning at me for the time being.