Tonight I had one of those.
It was full-fledged and embarrassing. Thank goodness I was the only one home for it. Or at least for the most of it.
At the very start of this week I woke up on the wrong side of the bed.......exhausted and slow-moving. I tried to shake it off with positive thoughts, quick walks, upbeat music, and a "toughen up!" mentality. Yet the fatigue stayed with me like a loyal BFF and I remained tired-times-ten for all five work days. It wasn't pretty. And neither was I!
Today was a real struggle. I woke up with a sore back, achy legs, and eyes that were simply not wanting to stay open! Thankfully, my kids were writing a test in class so I didn't need to be the bubbly and over-the-top science teacher they're familiar with. (In retrospect I feel a wee bit badly that I didn't have more patience with their questions.....which I found annoyingly silly and unnecessary).
Anyways, I survived the day at school, had a hot shower as soon as I got home, and then hopped into bed to have a nap. But here's the thing: people were knocking, door-belling, and calling me NON-STOP. Even with my mobile on silent, my greatest attempts at hiding out and acting non-existent fell short to the constant "HEY YOU'S!!!!!" coming from the front door. At this point, an hour and a half after laying in bed, I messaged Phil with my urge to pummel someone. AHHHH!!!! All I wanted to do was SLEEP.
Alas, sleep didn't happen. But tears did. My overtiredness took over and the flood gates opened! And Phil got home just in time to "enjoy" the show........
"I'm exhausted and I can't sleep and I feel like I'm getting sick. And the baby hasn't been kicking. Why isn't she kicking? She always kicks and it's been two days since I've felt her. And what if she's upset at me because I've been stressed? Maybe I haven't been eating enough vegetables for her. Or protein. I'm SO TIRED! And............"
Now you have to picture the above monologue with me as a SOBBING MESS. Only then will you get a true picture of tonight's events.
Well, Phil cuddled my tears away, helped to make a veggie stirfry, and then we relaxed and watched The X Factor. Baby P kicked to the music and instantly eased my worries (although she probably did so with distaste for "Cece" the leopard print singer). Now I'm ready to try this sleep thing all over again.....
Wish me luck!
Nobody wants to see a round two. I promise you that!
It was full-fledged and embarrassing. Thank goodness I was the only one home for it. Or at least for the most of it.
At the very start of this week I woke up on the wrong side of the bed.......exhausted and slow-moving. I tried to shake it off with positive thoughts, quick walks, upbeat music, and a "toughen up!" mentality. Yet the fatigue stayed with me like a loyal BFF and I remained tired-times-ten for all five work days. It wasn't pretty. And neither was I!
Today was a real struggle. I woke up with a sore back, achy legs, and eyes that were simply not wanting to stay open! Thankfully, my kids were writing a test in class so I didn't need to be the bubbly and over-the-top science teacher they're familiar with. (In retrospect I feel a wee bit badly that I didn't have more patience with their questions.....which I found annoyingly silly and unnecessary).
Anyways, I survived the day at school, had a hot shower as soon as I got home, and then hopped into bed to have a nap. But here's the thing: people were knocking, door-belling, and calling me NON-STOP. Even with my mobile on silent, my greatest attempts at hiding out and acting non-existent fell short to the constant "HEY YOU'S!!!!!" coming from the front door. At this point, an hour and a half after laying in bed, I messaged Phil with my urge to pummel someone. AHHHH!!!! All I wanted to do was SLEEP.
Alas, sleep didn't happen. But tears did. My overtiredness took over and the flood gates opened! And Phil got home just in time to "enjoy" the show........
"I'm exhausted and I can't sleep and I feel like I'm getting sick. And the baby hasn't been kicking. Why isn't she kicking? She always kicks and it's been two days since I've felt her. And what if she's upset at me because I've been stressed? Maybe I haven't been eating enough vegetables for her. Or protein. I'm SO TIRED! And............"
Now you have to picture the above monologue with me as a SOBBING MESS. Only then will you get a true picture of tonight's events.
Well, Phil cuddled my tears away, helped to make a veggie stirfry, and then we relaxed and watched The X Factor. Baby P kicked to the music and instantly eased my worries (although she probably did so with distaste for "Cece" the leopard print singer). Now I'm ready to try this sleep thing all over again.....
Wish me luck!
Nobody wants to see a round two. I promise you that!
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