Some days are so much tougher than others aren’t they?
Today is one of the tough ones.
It’s tough because I’ve had three hours sleep and I’m finding it hard to function.
It’s tough because my back and neck hurt from holding Louis up for an hour after each feed….bloody reflux!
It’s tough because Mr UFM is at work having adult conversations and challenging his brain and that’s what I want to be doing today.
It’s tough because I’m sick of the sight of the mess that is my house….I don’t want to spend another day doing washing and finding bits of old breadstick scattered under the sofa..
And it’s tough because having a toddler and a baby can stretch you to your limits. I never feel I can quite give either of them everything that they need when they need it. It’s a juggling act and someone always seems to be crying or moaning.
I know I sound like a selfish cow. I also know that I’m the luckiest woman alive because I have the most amazing little people, but once in a while I can’t help it…I just feel a bit fed up…a bit down.
Everyone keeps reminding me that this is all a phase and boy do I know it. Poppy has grown up so incredibly quickly. But today, as I sit in the middle of it I can’t help but feel a little bit overwhelmed.
Is this the beginning of PND? I don’t think so…..it might be I guess but I don’t feel terrible….just exhausted and in need of a break.
I think it’s OK to feel like this sometimes. Having a baby is to my mind one of life’s biggest challenges. It’s a beautiful one but one that can stretch you to your limits.
Here’s hoping that little Louis won’t want to sleep in my arms for the entire day.
A very tired UFM xx