Neglect

I apologize for the neglect, but I had to focus on survival for a little while there. I've been unmedicated since Labor Day weekend and it just caught up with me.  I guess that explains the crying over my young chicken. Today I dropped Sami off at her Great Aunt Kathy's because Kathy was taking Sami and some of her cousins to the movie Dolphin Tale. Anyway, Joe helped me load up our old car seats this morning plus I went out and collected one that I gave to someone a while back (but they never ended up using it) because my Village Family Magazine says that it's Kohl's Car Seat Safety day today.  Bring in old car seats and get a $10 gift card for each one. I Googled it and got the times.  Joe wasn't able to come with because he was helping somebody move something. So I drop off Sami and then Griz and I head to Kohl's. I see nothing in the parking lot but think they must be doing it inside?? I'm pregnant, okay. What's your excuse? I load Griz up in the stroller and contemplate bringing in one of the car seats (because it would take two trips anyway), but then think for a minute and decide that I better wait to make sure they are doing it inside and I didn't get the times wrong.  I get inside and no indication of Car Seat Safety, so I ask one of the workers if she knows anything about it.  Her response was an unapologetic "there's construction in the parking lot so we had to cancel it."  Deeeeeppp Breaths. I struggled to prevent a meltdown and made it outside of the store with the stroller and no handicap accessible (auto) doors (another mama drama that I won't go into) and managed to calm myself down and get Griz loaded back into the car without crying. This is just an example of what I've been struggling with.

My emotions are ridiculous, to say the least, and I haven't been good about asking for help in the past couple of weeks to make sure that I get some 'me' time away from the kids because although I encourage people to do it, I don't do it myself unless I am at my breaking point. Mission accomplished.

I suppose that I'll have to extend my 30-day deadline. Or maybe I should just start all over. No, let's not get too crazy. I'll just add a few days to the deadline.

It's going to be a looonng four months. And fast at the same time. I've got a real post on the way tonight.  And, the plus side of my mama drama is that it will probably make for some giggles if/when I post about it!