Time just seems to vanish at the moment, since having my little man i seem to blink and a week disappears! It doesn’t seem like ten days since I last blogged.. more importantly it is nearly impossible for e to believe that he is 7 weeks old today… did I have a giant sleep through a few weeks after having him?!?
Some days it feels like he has been here forever, we have a lovely little routine (which generally works..) his big sister is completely in love with him and everything goes as smoothly as it can with a three year old and a 7 week old! I can’t wait for it to be the summer so that I can start taking hem both out for long walks and explorers as right now it is a little cold for him to b out and about for a long period of time..
Other days I don’t know how i cope. My three year old doesn’t listen or help and the little man just wants to be held constantly, which obviously just can’t always happen so easily whenever I am trying to entertain my little girl! These days I just want to scream, run and hide. I think that there is no way that I am going to get through the day.. but I manage! Mainly because of my fantastic hubby, who doesn’t always know how rough of a day it has been but will aways make me smile and give me a cuddle when he gets through the door from work! Then there is my mu, who I know no matter what that she is just a little phone call away and if i’m really struggling she will be with me as quickly as she can to help. Generally I just call and ask what is she up to and does she fancy coming round for a cuppa, because one thing I’m not to great at is asking for help or support. I feel that if i ask for this then I am admitting defeat and that I wouldn’t be able to do it all on my own. I like to think that no matter what happens I would be able to cope on my own and handle the kids, suppose most people like to know they can do it on there own, but I know I must work on opening up to people about how I feel and to ask for help when I need it rather than just hoping that they will see that I need it. Talking about emotions and how I feel about anything at all though isn’t a strong point at all for me
The main thing that gets me through the hard days, is remembering the good. Remembering how fantastic and well behaved my little three year old ca be when she wants to be. That I have a great support network full of family & friends;Also how lucky I am to have a beautiful loving family, a roof over our heads and full tummies.
Thank you guys ❤
So; Remember the good times, because hey, life would be too predictable if we didn't have the bad.
What do you guys do/think to get you through the hard times?