Guys, I can not even begin to tell you how overwhelming this past month has been. I have fallen behind on a lot of self-care lately. I have been missing out on sleep, showers, clean clothes, and because of that I do feel like internally I am barreling towards some kind of downward spiral.
I’ve been a mom to this beautiful baby girl for 8 whole months. In some ways, I find myself asking ‘That’s it?!’ and on the other time, I am a hopeless mess sobbing on the floor asking myself where all the time has gone.
There are a lot of mountains I find myself climbing daily. It is a constant trek, this adventure we have been on, and just thinking about returning to work and the possibility of leaving my beautiful rain cloud (she used to be a ray of sunshine, but she lost that title) in the care of someone else leaves me with this immeasurable amount of anxiety.
8 whole month. Holy moly!
Two teeth in and one making a slight appearance, some moms say goodbye to the little cherub they once knew and wake up to sit face to face with an inconsolable troll. Add a cold on top of the teething and you have found yourself trying to weather the perfect storm.
I would love to be able to commit more time to my writing and this blog in particular. I have tried reminders, alarms, consequences and rewards and honestly, the moments I have to myself are ones I waste away staring blankly at the wall or scrolling through my parenting apps.
It’s not as bad as I make it sound. Every day I test my limits and find new joy in being a mom. I feel like I haven’t done anything this important in my whole life.
This post is a bit late, she has been an 8 month old for some time now, but I am learning that some things are better late than never.