So you might have noticed I’ve been a wee bit AWOL recently. I had a lovely organised blog schedule all prepared for September, then real life happened. Yup there’s been a whole lot of ADULTing happening, and consequently anything else went temporally out the window.
Some of what’s been happening in my life has been great, I started my new job with Joules, which I am loving. This however has involved working some seriously long hours with a long commute on top. Fortunately that is only temporary and it will settle down over the next week when we open our brand spanking new store. Exciting!!
I’ve had to juggle that with some major dramas in my personal life. My youngest broke his arms for the second time in six months. He had to have surgery earlier this week to have rods and pins put in place to secure the broken bones. This meant two days in hospital, trying to get some sleep on one of those horrible little fold out beds on the kids ward. Combine this with the noise and lets just say a good nights sleep was not to be had.
I’m not going to lie, this was tough. As I was starting a new job I couldn’t take time off. I hated having to leave him in the hospital on the last day he was there to go back to work. Even though he had had his surgery by this point and I knew he was being discharged later that day I still felt like a sucky mum for leaving him.
The poor little man has really struggled with pain this time. He had reached a point yesterday where he had just had about all he could tolerate. Fingers crossed after a trip back to hospital we have that sorted now. He slept through the night for the first time in four days. Relieved?? You’ve got that right.
Whilst this was all happening my husband had to rush off to France as he had an emergency on his side of the family. If doesn’t rain it pours!
All I can say is thank the Lord my head is in a very good place right now. Two years ago I probably would have had a melt down. I’m a much stronger person now and can cope with whatever shit is thrown at me. I’ve learnt to duck, and most importantly accept help when it’s offered. There really is no point trying to be a martyr. Be strong yes, but if your not looking after yourself then you really are no good to anyone else.
On that note I’m off to drink a gallon of caffeine (naughty me) and do some more ADULTing.