Deep Breaths and Thank Yous

I do have a tendency to barf things out there, don’t I? Sometimes it just helps to put it out there instead of pretending things are okay and silently screaming.

So, thank you. Thank you for listening and commenting and sending me messages to let me know you’re out there. It helps. It really does.

One of the worst things about this is feeling alone. And none of us is, which is the lovely thing about writing here. I get reassured that some of you have been here and know what this feels like, and some of you reading this realize it’s not just you either.

We’re not alone.

Second chances tip jarThe good news is that today was better. We’ve adopted a new strategy for dealing with nights because, while I don’t feel like I know what I’m doing with this whole getting-babies-to-sleep thing, I do know one thing: My very chunky baby does not need to be fed two or three times a night. So I’m currently living in that weird place where the air is mostly filled with hope but the scent of desperation still lingers, and I’m afraid that if I breathe too deeply I’ll inhale the fear lurking outside. It’s the fear that this won’t work, because if this doesn’t work I have no earthly idea what to do next. But for now fear shall not rule; I’m going to keep taking deep breaths.

Okay.

Let’s talk about something else for a minute. Speaking of thank yous, I so appreciate your support for the stuff I’m writing elsewhere. I’m in full swing with my new Yummy Mummy Club blog, starting with a post about second chances and a bit of a thank-goodness-it’s-not-me post about babysitting my brother’s twins. I’ve got another one coming up this week where I’m looking for advice on helping a four-year-old make friends and I’d love it if you’d look out for that one too.

And, since it’s one of the most common search terms that leads people here, I’ve shared a version of my postpartum rage story on Huffington Post. I just think we need to talk about that more.

 


 

Comments

  1. We’re always here to listen.

    And this: currently living in that weird place where the air is mostly filled with hope but the scent of desperation still lingers…..this is a spectacular image.

    Hope tonight is a restful one….

  2. And this is why we have friends!
    I love to read what you write. xo

  3. Always here for you, hon. Hope the new strategy works. xoxo

  4. Hi Robin – Glad you are feeling better and it might not be as before was, it might be different this time, it sounds like it might be leaving and you are in a place of, yes, they can do some sleep for the sake of the family? take care, Kathy

  5. Well look at you whoring your way around the blogsphere…hee hee. Kidding. So proud of you and your accomplishments and glad that you’re working on a plan. Plans are good.

  6. Sleep issues are so hard, because they make everything else impossibly hard, too. Fingers crossed that the hope grows into something that works.

  7. ((Hugs to you, Robin))

  8. We’re here for you, Robin! Glad that yesterday was better.

  9. Hugs!

  10. Sending sleep dust and peace. So glad it’s getting better.