Since I had Adam (March 30th of this year...not too long) I've been really down. At first, I thought it was the baby blues, but this is not subsiding. If anything, it's getting worse. Here's what's going on:
I'm afraid something could happen to my children and DH and I couldn't get there quickly enough to prevent and/or stop it.
I'm afraid that I can't keep up with my life. I'm in school and finals are coming up. I need to take two make up exams to get caught up. I have four older children who need me. My two year old looks at me only to nurse and he's nursing like a newborn (which I expected, but, nonetheless, still is rather shocking). My 8 year old needs me to help him finish his scouting materials so he gets promoted with the rest of his den... My daughter has pinkeye, so she's not here right now and her twin brother is asking for her non stop... Poor little guy! My DH is going back to work on Monday and I am petrified of how in God's name I'm going to keep up with everything.
I had a c-section and the incision area burns like hell when I sneeze, cough, laugh, otherwise. I was told to take it easy, but my life goes on around me and I just can't jump off at the next stop, KWIM? I also had a tubal ligation, which is totally depressing me. Even though I have five children, the idea of not ever being able to have another ever ever ever again is just sinking in and I can't stop crying about it. My DH is totally supportive and points out that perhaps I need to mourn this loss as I would the loss of a human being. Maybe he's right. I'm just not sure when I can "fit it in".
So many people that I talk to seem to think that I am a superwoman. Yes, I go to school at night. Yes, I have five children, four of which are under four. Yes, I did work on weekends up untill I delivered my son. No, I probably won't be going back to work any time soon. My point? I guess my point is that I have set some very very high goals for myself and my family and I'm afraid something will have to give.
My instructors at school are completely wonderful and will work with me. My only problem is that I will not be satisfied with just a "B". It has to be an "A". Why? Well, I guess I'm out to prove something to my family of origin. I've never felt good enough, so I pile it higher and deeper and come out looking stellar...then I get the "Well, why didn't you make the dean's list when you were younger?" I never have an answer to that inane question. I often say, "Well, at that time, I didn't have a job, and five kids to raise and a house to manage....I also didn't have the loving support from my darling husband, either..." Of course, that's catty and combative, but, well, I'm often that way with my family.
So, where am I going with this post? I have no clue. I feel invisible. I just want it to stop so I can go on with being what I love... A mama. A wife. A future nurse. Maybe someone has found my kryptonite after all....
I'm afraid something could happen to my children and DH and I couldn't get there quickly enough to prevent and/or stop it.
I'm afraid that I can't keep up with my life. I'm in school and finals are coming up. I need to take two make up exams to get caught up. I have four older children who need me. My two year old looks at me only to nurse and he's nursing like a newborn (which I expected, but, nonetheless, still is rather shocking). My 8 year old needs me to help him finish his scouting materials so he gets promoted with the rest of his den... My daughter has pinkeye, so she's not here right now and her twin brother is asking for her non stop... Poor little guy! My DH is going back to work on Monday and I am petrified of how in God's name I'm going to keep up with everything.
I had a c-section and the incision area burns like hell when I sneeze, cough, laugh, otherwise. I was told to take it easy, but my life goes on around me and I just can't jump off at the next stop, KWIM? I also had a tubal ligation, which is totally depressing me. Even though I have five children, the idea of not ever being able to have another ever ever ever again is just sinking in and I can't stop crying about it. My DH is totally supportive and points out that perhaps I need to mourn this loss as I would the loss of a human being. Maybe he's right. I'm just not sure when I can "fit it in".
So many people that I talk to seem to think that I am a superwoman. Yes, I go to school at night. Yes, I have five children, four of which are under four. Yes, I did work on weekends up untill I delivered my son. No, I probably won't be going back to work any time soon. My point? I guess my point is that I have set some very very high goals for myself and my family and I'm afraid something will have to give.
My instructors at school are completely wonderful and will work with me. My only problem is that I will not be satisfied with just a "B". It has to be an "A". Why? Well, I guess I'm out to prove something to my family of origin. I've never felt good enough, so I pile it higher and deeper and come out looking stellar...then I get the "Well, why didn't you make the dean's list when you were younger?" I never have an answer to that inane question. I often say, "Well, at that time, I didn't have a job, and five kids to raise and a house to manage....I also didn't have the loving support from my darling husband, either..." Of course, that's catty and combative, but, well, I'm often that way with my family.
So, where am I going with this post? I have no clue. I feel invisible. I just want it to stop so I can go on with being what I love... A mama. A wife. A future nurse. Maybe someone has found my kryptonite after all....






s Goodness. I don't even know what to say exactly, but you are not invisible. I know you are loved on this board. There are many people here who care about you.
That is great that you will have time with dh soon. Maybe that is all you need; just time for the 3 (you, dh, and new baby) of you to have some time together.


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I'm still on alert though... Sometimes, I just feel flat... Not invisible anymore but just blah... Thank you all for your kind words...