The past few days I've not felt very good. I'm not sick, but I've been very sensitive about things. I cry easily, I get upset quickly, I feel frustrated at the stupidest things. Last night, Tony finally said something about it.
"You're not doing well, are you sweetie?" He asked.
I broke down. No, I'm not. I'm not worried yet, I know everyone else is though.
"Oh, could this be the post partum depression her doctor warned her about?"
No. It's not. If you know me at all, you know that I know depression. You know it nearly ruined my life last year. I promised myself if I ever started to feel that way again, I would reach out for help immediately instead of pulling away from the world like I before.
I just think the drastic changes in my life are taking a toll on my body and my mind. The lack of sleep, learning how to divide my time and affection between three children while trying not to ignore my husband in the process. Then there's the housework, the bills, the homework, family, friends, animals. Oh, and let's not FORGET THE GRASS that needs to be watered. I just feel extremely overwhelmed right now. Happy, in love, blessed... but overwhelmed.
Tony recognised it because I've been extremely sensitive these past few days and I'm normally not the sensitive type. I'm taking things people say to me the wrong way. I'm interpreting everything as a put down, an insult, as mean, as harsh, etc. I recognize that it's ME and not everyone else. Sensitive y is not a fun person to live with. (I can NOT believe I just referred to myself in the third person.)
I am not depressed, I'm just in a funk and I'm not sure how to snap out of it.
this helps (THE COMMENTS!!!), because it makes me laugh really hard, but perhaps me and the family need a night out of this house...
BWAHAHAHAHAHA
That has to be the best family photo I have seen in a long long long time!
Thanks for the snicker!
Gorgeous baby, by the way.