:-( I hope you didn't get sick to, and the rest of the family is starting to feel better.
For what it's worth, you're an inspiration of a "Good Mom" (and good person) to me.
For what it's worth, you're an inspiration of a "Good Mom" (and good person) to me.
Oh, sweetie. When the poet called April the cruellest month, he was wrong. That's February. "Cabin fever time," we used to call it when I lived in the great north. Everyone I know is suffering from it.
I don't mean to trivialize your feelings; you've got a lot on your plate. But also: February.
I don't mean to trivialize your feelings; you've got a lot on your plate. But also: February.
Do you have a weekly Mom's Night Out scheduled? If you don't, you must do this. I have had designated Friday night out since my girls were babies, and it is critical to my sanity. Use your night out to go to a movie, a coffeeshop, a bookstore, out with a friend. My children loved it as their special time with Daddy.
I don't have an answer for you, but I hear you (and, like
chargirlgenius, find you inspiring). *hugs*
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Do you have a weekly Mom's Night Out scheduled?
Hahahahahahaha.
No.
Hahahahahahaha.
No.
Hang in there.
I swear, cross my heart, triple-dog swear, there is life after infancy and toddlerhood. You've driven into a tunnel, and it's a tiny tunnel. There is bright light at the end.
This is a hard year, and don't let any insane person try to convince you otherwise.
I swear, cross my heart, triple-dog swear, there is life after infancy and toddlerhood. You've driven into a tunnel, and it's a tiny tunnel. There is bright light at the end.
This is a hard year, and don't let any insane person try to convince you otherwise.
*hugs* Hang in there.
(And I agree that if there's any even kind of conceivable way to arrange a regular break from everything, then that sounds like a very important thing.)
(And I agree that if there's any even kind of conceivable way to arrange a regular break from everything, then that sounds like a very important thing.)
suck.
you want i should send you some ice cream? because if it would help, i would.
you want i should send you some ice cream? because if it would help, i would.
I'm so sorry. I do understand. Grey just got diagnosed with his first ear infection and has largely eschewed sleep, so I'm bleary in solidarity.
maybe it's time to start thinking about it? this weekend was extra rough. you could do with some Rivka-time i bet.
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I'm so sorry. (Both generically and specifically, in case your listening to my oh-so-woeful woes has contributed.)
Sending hugs.
-J
Sending hugs.
-J
It's actually been freakishly warm and pleasant here for the past couple of weeks. Like, on Friday Alex and I went for two different walks, and for the second walk neither one of us even needed a coat. So for the most part I've been able to get out.
Of course, this morning was vintage February, cold and windy, and my bus was 25 minutes late. But anyway.
Of course, this morning was vintage February, cold and windy, and my bus was 25 minutes late. But anyway.
For what it's worth, you're an inspiration of a "Good Mom" (and good person) to me.
Thanks. I am so not a Good Mom right now, but it's nice to be reminded that other people don't see me as an overall Mom Failure.
Thanks. I am so not a Good Mom right now, but it's nice to be reminded that other people don't see me as an overall Mom Failure.
in case your listening to my oh-so-woeful woes has contributed.
No, no, hanging out with you was one of the best things that happened to me all week.
Thanks for the hugs.
No, no, hanging out with you was one of the best things that happened to me all week.
Thanks for the hugs.
I know exactly how you feel.
"Is your child currently on fire?"
Good parenting is graded in the aggregate, not the specific. Feel free to be a sucky parent occasionally -- you'll still be a good parent.
Good parenting is graded in the aggregate, not the specific. Feel free to be a sucky parent occasionally -- you'll still be a good parent.
It's only worse when it's nice out. A weird tease.
*hugs*
I know how you feel, and even your brain knowing that you're doing fine doesn't always make your heart feel any better.
I know how you feel, and even your brain knowing that you're doing fine doesn't always make your heart feel any better.
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