In mothering, it's hard to know when to pull back. When to stop all the noise and just rest. Least I find that to be true. Realizing now that I stay in a constant realm of busyness and stress. Even Kathleen Norris' book 'Acedia & Me' (which I just adore) talks about something similar, but more serious than what I'm experiencing. The quote is:
Of course crisis might be too strong a word to use, but my body and mind are depleted. Don't have much fight in me right now. Stress has become my constant companion, and I'm plum wore out, as my dad used to say. But you know, just saying that lessens the pressure I allow in my own life. Admitting weakness is a good thing, I'm thinking, and it can't be good to consistently take on more and act like you're almost super-human.
Me? I'm whupped and not ashamed to admit it. There's freedom in that. :)
"...she characterized my condition as perpetual posttraumatic stress syndrome, precipitated not by one crisis but by a never-ending string of them."Bingo!
Of course crisis might be too strong a word to use, but my body and mind are depleted. Don't have much fight in me right now. Stress has become my constant companion, and I'm plum wore out, as my dad used to say. But you know, just saying that lessens the pressure I allow in my own life. Admitting weakness is a good thing, I'm thinking, and it can't be good to consistently take on more and act like you're almost super-human.
Me? I'm whupped and not ashamed to admit it. There's freedom in that. :)
