Dare I say it has been the most “normal” week I’ve had in a while. Feels like the calm before a storm. When it’s all or nothing and it’s like that nothing but I’m scared everything is going to go crazy in a matter of minutes.
For the last few weeks I’ve been stressed and a mess more often than not. There is always so much going on and than when you add a sick kiddo to the mix it just feels even more out of whack then normal. The lack of sleep alone is enough to do you in. Things that normally wouldn’t stress me out seem to be the worst things that have ever happened. I have had my fill these last few months. Between adjusting to school and work schedules, emotional growing girls, all the life stresses and to do’s etc…etc… the list can go on and on. You know just all the grown up fun I signed up for 😅😜
This week has been different though. Mornings have gone the smoothest they have in a long while. The girls aren’t arguing, actually talking to each other and all of the things that seemed so crazy last week really have no effect on today. Things are rather calm. We have celebrated our birthday girl’s day successfully despite the morning crazy when we went for donuts before school and I forgot my wallet at home(that was fun 😜), got the car in for a service, grocery shopped, got in a few workouts, cleaned house which doesn’t last long, laundry done for the most part (cause who am I kidding that is a never ending cycle), and a few other what I would consider win’s in my book all without a panic attack of some sort (insert applause here😂). Do you see where I’m like what is the universe going to throw at me next??? Cause this just isn’t normal. I am used to my anxiety filled can’t take any more in a day kind of feel…..
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not ahead by any means, I’m probably forgetting something or many somethings. Last minute plans are the name of my game, we have had our fair share of tears and mishaps, but it feels different. So for now I’m going to soak up this quick minute of calm I’m experiencing. And next week when I’m crazy stressed about the spilled milk on the counter so to speak I will day dream about this week and know that there is still hope and less stressful days, even if slim, that they do exist.