I have a few blogs to catch up on since the past few days (or week) has been a storm of work basically. My work and life balance flew somewhere out the window by the end of Sunday.
Monday morning I woke up and had a day of working. I felt completing knackered. Truly rocking the sunken eyes look.
By Tuesday (after ruining a date night slightly with my tardiness) I had to admit defeat. I couldn't think straight. For the first time since Fizz was a baby I felt exhausted. I still feel that way today so have cancelled Fizz going to nursery, a meet up wit a friend to sort out kids coats for a local charity, a date night with a friend I haven't seen in over a year and attendance at an event that I helped out a little with.
I feel shot. But this is my view. Fizz is sat next to me and we are having a day in bed.
What I find is I feel most grounded with Fizz and Gav. When we co sleep it benefits me most. That close bond I feel as a family. When work gets to much I miss that time meant for us. I get the balance right sometimes. Then it goes all squiffy again.
This time it's making me feel on the edge a bit.
Does anyone ever get it really right? And if not what grounds you?
Heading back to watch My Little Pony in bed with our big bucket of sweets!