I’m feeling a little over-whelmed at the moment… juggling and not doing so well at it. I shouldn’t even be writing a blog post, but I find myself here, as it just might help.
It’s been the Easter holidays, that’s two weeks off school for the boys. I love my boys and I usually love the holidays, a break from the routine is so welcome, no need to rush out the house, time to hang out and do things together. This holiday has been different. The boys and their wrestling and constant fighting is wearing me down. My usual patience is dwindling. The winding up, the moods, the noise and I struggle with the one minute laughing and the next hitting the s*&! out of each other. There is rarely peace at the moment. And I’m at the end of my tether. I know it’s down to me to handle it better, coz they’re kids and it’s my perspective on the situation that can make or break how I handle it. I’ve just hit a wall. Need to take a big deep breath and let it wash over me. These boys mean everything to me and I don’t want to be feeling frustrated, but this intense time together is getting too much.
On the flipside of all this, we’ve had some magical times together in the last couple of weeks, out and about soaking up all the goodness of London, and it’s been fun. It’s just the energy at home that’s getting me down.
It probably doesn’t help that I’m super busy. The second round of Creating Time Capsules is in full swing and I’m totally blown away by this lively entertaining group, creating and sharing so much from their lives. They’re bursting with creativity, it’s amazing. I’m behind with some photo session editing and I have this wedding sitting & waiting to be played with. My head is always buzzing with tweaking this space: my blog, and I’ve still not done all I want since all the blogshop inspiration. And there are new projects & ideas that might not get a chance to be implemented just yet and this makes me sad and frustrated.
Oh… and we have to move house. Really. We must. I’m getting panicked because if we’re not somewhere new by October, we don’t stand a chance of our eldest going to the secondary school of his choice. And this makes me anxious. Big time. I’m hoping everything slots into place and this delay is meant to be happening.
All I want to do is lie in bed and catch up on episodes of The Good Wife and escape from it all.
That’s my whinge. Not really fair in the grand scheme of things, we’re all healthy, happy and here. SO I should be thankful.
I’ll carry on, keep finding the joy in all these blessings, because a lot of it is exciting and the boys are just being boys, right?? Even writing it all down is putting into perspective. I’m sure by this time next week I’ll be singing a different tune – here’s hoping! Everything happens for a reason.
New time capsule from our day out recently…
P.s I’m starting to cross things off my list - this is good news… the power of writing down seems to be making things happen!… #28 – a new coat in green, second hand and a real bargain! and #33 – breakfast in bed is happening, almost once a week… that’s goodness for the soul right there