Sunday, 26 June 2011


The last few days have been very different for me, throwing my routines and ending the Groundhog Day feel to life.  My mum in law had the 2 year old from Thursday 2.30pm until Friday 7.30pm. A swap took place on Friday, 3 year old went to stay for two nights. My eldest celebrated his twelfth birthday on Saturday.
I found myself locked in a narrow world of mild depression last week, fully aware of my self-absorption, fatigue and inability to move much. An awareness that this phase would pass quickly helped me to make an allowance, to wallow and refrain from trying too hard to emerge from the pale grey cell I was confined to.
Loud noises, fast movement and unexpected physical contact set my nerves on edge (so with 3 clumsy boys I was on edge quite regularly). I *jumped* at the chance of having a whole day to myself last Friday, the co-incidental timing was perfect. Charity shopping, all day, that's what I'll do. Maybe a cup of coffee half way through the day, perhaps some craft therapy in the afternoon, pure indulgence.
I waved the 2 year old off on Thursday afternoon and would have gone straight to bed had I not had the school pick-up to do. Instead, tea and 20 minutes cutting up paper, so very therapeutic for me.
On Friday morning, breakfast was civilized, I chatted to my eldest without interruption, there was no porridge splashed around waiting to set like concrete. I felt my breaths getting deeper, waking me up, energising me. Straight into town after school drop, the children's hospice charity shop first. Colour coordinated rails of clothes -  I do not approve of this display method. I look at everything many  times wanting to buy lots but knowing I would end up giving everything back to charity very soon,
People everywhere, noisy, smelly, full of shit. An old lady moans to the volunteers about her health problems, they don't listen or care. The weight of my imagined load drains energy reserves, I long to escape from myself. There are people sitting outside 'The Patriot Bar', a vile small public house, the devil's waiting room. Briefly, I envy their lack of decorum, responsibility and self-preservation instinct.
I cut my charity-shop binge very short, the poorly lady is making her way through the shops at the same rate as me. Hearing the same story three times is too much for my fragile brain, I start to see things happen which aren't happening, time for home.
Craft and solitude save the day, I refresh myself and make a mess with paint, paper, glue and shiny things, my 'basket weaving'. Maybe I'm over-tired, a bit run-down, under-nourished but over-fed. I try to remember  last year, does the week leading up to my eldest son's birthday stir painful memories, perhaps? 


  1. It is so nice to have a break from the children, some times when we have a rare overnight stay at Nannies, my OH and I end up tiding up, going to the recycling centre and watching daytime TV- Bliss!
    I am pleased you managed to get some crafting in, hope you are feeling a little better.

  2. I have a day off tomorrow 9-5 with my husband for our anniversary. Kind friends are picking up the kids and entertaining them so we can mooch round the East End. We were going to be middle aged and National Trust it, but everywhere seems to be shut on a Tuesday. So curry and second hand clothes it is!

    Glad you got some time off, even if it never quite goes as planned. Congratulations on raising a 12 year old, you've done some serious mothering and deserve the peace now and then x

  3. Oh dear! Sorry you had the blues - they can hit for no reason sometimes. Then anniversaries of one sort or another do tend to amplify them. Perhaps the poorly lady in the charity shop didn’t help matters either - like a dripping tap- I can picture the scene. No wonder you found it difficult to concentrate. A bit of craft therapy often helps, but I find I need to occupy my mind as well. This is why, to take my mind off a particular worry today, I listened to a podcast about food whilst stuffing a pink bunny. Harmless enough. Hope you feel more cheerful soon.


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