Please don’t say ‘I told you so’

It was Daniel’s birthday last Friday and his party on Saturday. I won’t lie: it was very stressful.

There were some Moms here that haven’t been to our house before and an hour before the party Etienne was moving furniture around with Norma when she moved the couch over his foot, resulting in the loss of the nail of his big toe. Yes, it was as gross as it sounds, I apologise for the over-share. He is tough, but still in a lot of pain, poor guy.

On the way to the hospital we passed my parents so I promptly screeched to a halt and made my Dad take him to the hospital.

Then, when I arrived home and checked the soup on the stove I realised that the gas had run out. It was a real WTAF moment for me. A gas bottle normally lasts us about 6 months, so that really was not necessary. Luckily the guy responsible for Daniel’s party entertainment was able to help eventually.

The party itself was a blur, but the kids had a blast, I will do a proper post with pics soon, promise.


Then, on Tuesday, a bunch of us went to see Bon Jovi. It was absolutely amazing, I’m SO glad I went, it was just what the doctor ordered.

In general I’m feeling very tired, a little miserable and burnt-out at the moment. It’s been a long year of parties so far. My 40th in Jan, the girls in March, my Mom’s surprise party in April and Daniel in May. Work. Parenting. Being a wife. Life in general. People being assholes on the Internet. Making time for family and friends. Gym. Keeping up with school activities.

So, before you say ‘I told you so’, I know. I’m overcommitted. If it were up to me I would curl up in a corner for 2 weeks, read mindless drivel and not speak to a single person the entire time.

Sadly though, life carries on, so I’m going to go easy on the Internet and Social Media and focus the most important people: my family.

What do you do when you are feeling stretched so thin you feel brittle? How do you find your way back to yourself?

8 thoughts on “Please don’t say ‘I told you so’”

  1. Am quite naar that I woke up so late for Bon Jovi. Sorry that you are feeling stretched. When I’m at that point then it means that I need to become quiet. So I get off twitter. I don’t read any news. I put off the TV. And I go back to basics. Nurture. Self-care. Exercise. Yoga. Making lists. Delegating. Deciding what can be procrastinated for another month (or 2) and just generally doing nothing. Not committing to anything. Or anyone for that matter. IT helps A LOT. And when I come out of that, I feel refreshed and ready to tackle the world again.
    I hope that you have an easy weekend ahead where you can rest and just be…

  2. Also, kids are amazing therapy when they are not being bratty/whiney etc. – well, not during the suicide hour obviously. So I focus on my family when I am stretched. It does WONDERS for my soul.

  3. I’m there right now. To remedy it, I looked at my work calendar and determined when I could afford to take time off. I went to my boss and told him I am overwhelmed and unproductive, and that I need two days off. I had the first day off yesterday and it’s like good medicine. I’m feeling a lot calmer and in control.

  4. I hear you….I had a mini meltdown this morning….everything just seems way too much at the moment and just when I think I am on top of things everthing changes and I start all over again,even with Hubbie helping a lot we are struggling to keep up.
    I could do with a week of hiding at the beach doing absolutely nothing but listening to the waves and calming my soul and body.

  5. Goodness me, I recently felt this way, so decided to go away with the family and forget for a week, by the time I came home, although feeling a little lost, I was very ready to face the world again!!x

  6. Sorry to hear you have so much going on. When stress gets to me I ride my bike. It seems to have a calming effect on me. I hope things start to give in your schedule.

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