One thing I'm a little sad about is just a week back at it, and I clearly feel the stardust ebbing away, both physically and emotionally/mentally. For a long time I just felt...grim. And that went away! Now I feel it pecking at the corners. And the necessitated increased activity is causing physical discomfort, which leads to feeling bad. I suppose I didn't think I was cured of chronic illness and pain during the vacation, but one can hope!
We had a kid over today who's obsessed with belting out both showtunes (and doesn't ask if anyone wants to hear them--she just lets fly!) and Italian arias. Hey, I know, could be worse, but it *was* a bit grating. :} Having playdates here drains me. I don't want it to, but it does.
But that doesn't mean I don't go all out to make it fun for Anna and guest. My mom SUCKED at me having friends over (most of the time). So I go out of my way to be the fun mom who bakes and smiles, and actually enjoys my kid's friends. But it takes it out of me.
But that doesn't mean I won't do it.
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