Pressure…Something we all feel at some stage of our lives. For me I tend to find that I need to release it before I boil over and turn into the female version of the Hulk. Recently though, it’s something that’s become a more regular occurrence (dare I say every other day). I find myself snapping over the smallest things and tumbling into a downward spiral of rage, not that uncommon to a toddler.
I try not to be too hard on myself…a trait that the hubs says is by far my worst. A lot has happened in our lives over the last year, which has changed our family dynamics as well as who I am as a person. Throw in a 7 week long house renovation and a teething baby….well anyone would lose their cool…right?
Organisation and routine are my fail safe coping mechanisms…I thrive for logic and structure and I’ve written about that before. I think this largely stems from my career to date. I’ve always worked with deadlines and scheduled reports…trying to keep my desk clear at all times, so that if something unexpected landed on it with a short turnaround, nothing had to be sacrificed.
As a stay/work at home mum my days now, however, consist of dealing with little pint sized people, who make no logical sense whatsoever. Ok, so we have our routine, thank goodness, but that’s about the only control I do have. Sometimes my day feels very much like trying to balance on a see saw.
Switching off is something I definitely find hard to do. The very nature of blogging about your lives means you are technically living your work….that’s no 9 till 5! Add in the social media element and there is no escape.
I will keep ploughing on though…whether it means I need to learn to ‘let go’ a bit more, or work a little harder to streamline our lives to allow for the unexpected…I will not be beaten!
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