The daily grind is living up to it's name.
We have a few more weeks before monsieur and I are both back at work, with p going to daycare 4 days a week. M has a 10 week internship for uni in the first half of this year and we have no other way than for me to work. Cue mama guilt.
Up until now we have managed to have one of us at home with p all the time. She is attached at the hip to us and us to her.
Despite working and having no holiday together, the bills keep coming and some days I swear we are going around in a hamster cage trying to catch up on debt. Two steps forward...
and homesick. man alive, it has been too long since I have seen my family and friends and m, his and this makes a little hole that grows and grows daily.
In me, stress and worry manifest to physical symptoms. Headaches and back pain are the flavour de jour.
In the past, I committed myself to no pity parties in my life. To appreciate what I have, to enjoy each moment. But sometimes I guess you need to wallow. Otherwise you can't see the bright side when it comes back out.
Breathe. Let go. And hopefully tomorrow is a new day.
Any other advice for getting over a slump?