Mom left. The in laws left. Hubby returned to work.
Just me – Mommy.
Just lil ole me. . .
and FOUR kids.
All by myself.
*insert panic here*
Monday’s goal was survival… and we did.
Tuesday I got brave and took everyone out to have lunch with Daddy. Then I went – WITH THE KIDS- to Target to buy my new stroller. Bad idea with no big strong Daddy there to help pick up the heavy-as-all-get-out stroller into the cart, and up to the register, and into the trunk. Followed by a trip back home so I could assemble it out of the public eye. My sanity still being MIA, I took them to the library so I could look for once a month cooking books. Tuesday must be “Glutton for Punishment” Day because I decided I wanted to actually COOK something and left the library headed for the grocery store. I’ll skip ahead to the part where after resisting the urge to punch the nice cart fellow who offered to help me get my stroller back into the trunk (hormones anyone?), I proceeded to sit in my car and cry along with my children. Taderbug was crying because I didn’t bring her a drink. Doodlebug was crying because I refused to buy her a candy bar. Bubbagirl was mad the I wouldn’t let her drive and Peanut was hungry. I wondered what the heck I had been thinking.
We were two weeks into being a family of six and I was worn out. I felt like a horrible wife, a mean angry mom and a useless member of my extended family. I kept trying to tell myself that once the holiday weekend was over we could get back to normal. My dad would come up Friday, my in laws would come visit on the 4th for my FIL and hubby’s birthdays, and then everyone would leave again and leave me to get my family back in order. I just had to hold it together until then.
Wednesday and Thursday were awful because hubby had to work overnight AND during the day. My backup help was either at work or trying to sleep, and very much needing me to keep the kids quiet.
I can remember, with our first child, my doctor telling me that the key to not feeling overwhelmed was to start small and keep it simple. I was instructed to keep my ‘to do’ list to 3 things, and not to add anything unless the entire list was crossed off AND I felt up to tackling something else.
1. Feed the little people
2. Don’t eat the little people
3. Survive the day
Some times that the best you can do.