I love this quote, because for
me, it’s so true.
I’ve been stressed and harassed and
short tempered and irritable for a while, just the usual uphill struggle of
being mummy, being wife, being housekeeper, juggling responsibilities of those
roles with working, plus I’ve not been getting enough sleep, and I’m having a
bizarre allergic reaction to something (it’s been going on for ages now,
nothing huge just an intensely irritating angry red rash down my arms and on my
chest which itches like crazy, and I’m popping anti histamines and using Benadryl
cream but it’s not helping so I think my next step is a visit to the doc)
Today, a last minute decision to
go to the beach. Mum was there already, she came over to our house yesterday
and since Baby A and I were up so early this morning and it looked like it
would be a gorgeous day, I did a couple of hours work first thing then packed a
bag, got the boys in the car, and we headed for the caravan to spend the day
with mum. After lunch, we drove to the beach, and from the moment I kicked off
my sandals and felt the sand between my toes, took a nice deep breath of fresh
sea air and listened to the waves crashing and I immediately felt more relaxed.
The beach unfortunately can’t pay
the bills, it can’t get rid of this annoying allergy, it can’t stop me getting
stressed when I’m asking J to do something for the millionth time, it can’t
stop Baby A from waking up six times a night and me being overtired all the
damn time, but you know what, it does fix everything. For a few hours this
afternoon, with the sun shining, the waves crashing, the sand between my toes,
watching J run around like a loon because he had space and freedom to do so,
watching Baby A curiously touching and playing with the sand, wiggling his toes
in it and giggling happily, I felt fixed. I felt relaxed, I felt calm, I felt
content.
I must go back again soon.
Mummy P
x
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