Thoughts on Exhaustion
Friends, I hit a wall last night. As I reverted back to “old ways” of post processing (ie. not culling the entire shoot before choosing blog images, just because I was short on time), I realized I was downright exhausted. Too bad I stayed up until 11:30pm to get yesterday’s post up on time… and too bad Claire woke up at 2am needing her fan on and then again at 6am WIDE AWAKE for the day. Also… too bad that this has kinda been my life for weeks now: staying up too late working on blog posts, crashing without any real “down time,” and then getting up too early and/or at least one time in the night for random reasons (teething, Claire being hot, etc.). To put it lightly, I am exhausted.
I am NOT the type of woman that functions without at least 8 hours of sleep, unless I can get a solid nap (yes, I wish I were a 2 year old, and it was socially acceptable for me to nap every day). I get cranky. I complain. I get cynical about others’ motives. I am quick to judge and slow to help. I have no patience for my children or husband or parents or anyone for that matter. I live for naptimes and bedtimes, but then I don’t get to relax because I am always working on something else that I just can’t NOT do right at that moment.
I am NOT trying to get sympathy here… nor am I trying to paint a bleak painting of my life. Not even close! I LOVE my sweet life with my two gorgeous daughters and my amazing husband. BUT… after having stuck to my commitment to blog every weekday for a month, I am beat. I am ready for May! No joke. Who knew typing up my thoughts would drain me? Well, that isn’t the whole truth. I still love blogging. I still love my job. But, come Monday, you will find a public, anonymous survey that I hope you will take part in. I do want to keep my blog alive with a minimum of 2 posts a week, but I can’t keep this up. So, I need to hear from YOU on what you want to read about!
Thanks for understanding, friends!