Processing the shit when there is no time!
I grappled with what to write today, the world is a nonsensical place at the moment - the war still rages on, children in America are being shot at AGAIN, there is a very all encompassing domestic abuse case in the news and we’re celebrating the Jubilee which brings such mixed emotions.
So, what the feck am I to write about? What’s my place in all of this? What should I be spouting on about on a Saturday morning?
I’m just going to write and see what comes up...
The news is full of stuff, I haven’t had chance to watch it until this morning (hello half term) but it’s rife with things that induce certain feelings of upset, confusion and discomfort. What can I do when I start to feel these things?
Before I answer - I want to add I am not comfortable with routine change. Our daily routine when the girls are in school is really nice and comfortable to me. Life ticks by really nicely. And I like the flow of it. Then, half term hits and it’s a change in pace, my husband is home more, the girls are home all the time, and it doesn’t matter if they are dressed for 7.30am or not. And it makes me tense… Until I lean into the change and get used to it… And then it changes back again.
Finding time for me during half term isn’t always easy, we have no family close by and friends have their own childcare to worry about. So, I ask again - What can I do when I start to feel these things?
What works for me -
Space alone.
Being in nature.
Connection to others.
Space alone - how on earth do I get that?! Once my husband is home I can go for a walk alone, and as he’s putting the girls to bed (if it’s his turn) I can watch something I love alone. Setting the girls up with a game or activity and sneaking off into the garden for 30 minutes to read. However, even knowing this I can forget and find myself in a bit of “why am I never alone poor me!” mode.
Being in nature - as above, a walk once the husband is home is good. Also, the garden.
Connection to others - thank the LORD for voice notes. Being out and about with other families usually makes for bad connection with the adults. We all know the drill, you’re trying to chat about the latest something and you’re interrupted a million times so you decide it’s pointless talking about it anyway. Voice notes are my lifesaver.
There we have it, another week of rabble. I hope you’re having a good bank holiday four days. L xx
