Ok, I weighed in and gained a pound. I am calling this my grieving pound. I thought I was doing pretty good but then again who am I kidding. I haven't counted any points in weeks, and the last week and a half and 2 deaths later has thrown me for a loop emotionally. I am not copping out, but I am being real. So, i'll get back to it at some point. Yesterday I told the kids tomorrow would be the day and Rachael laughed at me and asked how many days I have said that now. Whatever! :o)
I have been pretty overwhelmed lately. Actually it seems to be a recurring theme in my life that I am not very pleased about. I tend to wonder why it is that I get into situations where I feel overwhelmed. I question my ability to put my life in the right perspective. So, next week in particular is going to be beastly! My larger roles will include....teacher, preschool teacher, employee (24 hours next week), mother, maid, and cook. The problem is that I don't feel like I am excelling at any of them. For instance Zach. He needs me to be a great teacher, to give him my best and most undivided attention. Instead I am giving my all to stay awake and the rest goes to him and Jillian.
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