Yousra A moment of peace is hard to come by. I’ve definitely learnt how to appreciate quiet time. Once the kids are in bed, I’m running to the other room with a punch in the air. All I really need is a quick hot drink and a read of a couple of pages before my battery is recharged.
I keep trying to plan some after bedtime things with my family, but we don’t do planning so it falls through 99% of the time.
It’s good to have some neighbour friends that you can just pop over to for a bit. I do feel it’s a bit of a battle between too knackered to go anywhere and wanting to have a good time like we’re 16 again…
This age of technology is horrible. Don’t you wish we lived back where socialising in person was the norm and people popped in and out of houses all day long. No wonder there is so much social anxiety.
My Grandparents are always telling me off for not calling them to ask how they are. They don’t understand the anxiety of a phone call and they can’t text.. They are right though. When I put it into perspective, it is just saying hello, how are you and what are you up to.
Wouldn’t the world be so great if anxiety didn’t exist. Being a mother is a lot about anxiety too. It stops us from living in the moment. That’ll be your explanation for never remembering anything. It isn’t because you have a memory problem, it is because you are not present enough to focus on what you are doing so you aren’t actually living it. Your brain isn’t processing it as an experience. It is sad when I think about all the memories that were lost when I lived in my brain as oppose to the lovely moments of my little ones growing.
They are wonderful, intelligent and so the most amazing blessing of life.
For the laughs and the happiness, the hard work will always be worth it.
