It’s Saturday late tea time and I am sat in London Liverpool station. As a mum I don’t often get time to go away. Who does? We spend our time looking after the kids, the house, the pets, other halfs if in the picture and quite often we are working parents.
Life with children who have disabilities and additional needs can mean that more often than not we also have appointments, caring for, fielding phone calls, chasing specialist’s, administering medication to the children to factor in. Time is something that can slip away really quickly. One minute I am in April the next it’s May and I stand stunned for a moment as can’t remember what day it is. This happens quite a lot it’s why I have become somewhat a control freak. My diary and phone have become my lifeline. Without them I wouldn’t know when, what or where and I become increasingly panicked if something creeps on that wasn’t in the plans.
I like routine and although I don’t have any additional needs I do realise that on some level I understand my daughters need to have a routine and the helpless feeling that she feels when the routine gets interrupted. Even if at the time it can become frustrating adhering to a routine. It’s that feeling of OH MY GOD, it’s like a lead weight and I feel more often than not I become moody and irritated when the day I have planned goes basically tits up which let’s face it is a common occurrence when we have children.
So here I am tried but having had a great time away with friends. We have walked to Buckingham Palace, saw Clarence House, had a cocktail in the ice bar and a wonderful meal at a Gordon Ramsay restaurant. It’s been lovely to have grown up conversations, a chance to unwind although my feet are killing me and just time away from the normal weekend routine of children, husband, chores ect.
But sitting here I am starting to feel really homesick. I love being a mum, I moan and grouch and sometimes feel like my world isupside down and that I am so low I feel I could walk away but some time out and r&r does wonders. Just one night away and I am missing my girls so much. I am counting the minutes to the train arriving because it will take me back and I will soon be in the thick of it. An early morning wake up call may make me backtrack in the morning though 😆
No seriously 😀 every mum has points where she feels low and I suppose the moral of this blog is please take time out for yourself. We are only so strong, we need to take care of ourselves as much as we take care of our children. If you find your losing your temper a little quicker with them, getting irritated quicker then it’s time to take that step and take some time. Read a book, go out with family or friends, put your feet up have a bath anything that helps you relax. Just take some time for yourself. Any amount of time from an hour to a night away can help you feel better able to cope and can mean the difference between a happy healthy mummy and an unhappy one. I love my children dearly and don’t ever want to feel like I have let them down, which on a bad day is how I feel.
Take care all
X Leanne X