I had a rough start this morning.
So, yesterday I spent a good part of the day gardening, planting, mowing – all those jobs that use the muscles that we don’t normally use – I now see why gardening is a high calorie burner. Anyway, by about 3pm my poor tired back had had enough and it was time to call it a day in the garden. Whilst I enjoyed the act of gardening and the therapeutic benefits, I knew that there would be consequences. And there were.
By 4 o’clock I was in bed, at 6 o’clock I was unable to move, at 7 o’clock the children undertook the task of cleaning up for the day and at 8 o’clock they tucked me in and said their goodnights to me and left me to sleep – I knew that sleep wasn’t really going to happen.
The next day, due to my poor overnight sleep I was grumpy, cranky and fed up. I began my day slowly resenting everything and everyone in my life – this feeling just spiralled out of control and I lost the plot at two of my children and sent them to their rooms for nearly an hour – not my finest parenting moment, but I needed to gather myself and my ghastly mood. I finished what I was doing and took myself for a lay down with the usual thoughts running through my head – they don’t deserve to be yelled at just because I have had a lousy sleep, I’m a terrible mother, what am I doing, I think my family is out of control – irrational thoughts had completely overtaken my mind! I knew this was not how I normally parent.
So, I gathered the children at the kitchen table, pulled out my butcher’s paper and waited for the sighs. I wrote two headings on the paper – one acknowledging the problems, the second, strategies to deal with the problems. At the end of the discussion everyone felt a little better, the air was clear and we were back on track with our family values and directions. We then gathered as a group of people who actually liked each other and headed to the beach for a picnic. We had rescued our family from WW3 for today and were now quite happy to spend time together.
Of course it will only be a matter of hours until the wheels start to fall off again, but hey, we resurrected one day!