Tired from the lack of sleep
Sick and tired of trying to count sheep.
Bags under your eyes
Wrinkles starting to show
You’ve got Grey hair and you’ve lost that pregnancy glow.
clothes don’t fit
Undo my jeans just so I can sit.
Tie my hair back as I have no time
what is the time?
soon as I sit
Baby starts to cry
I’ve just change you why aren’t you dry!
Change her nappy and hope she’s happy
Focus on my diet.
why do I bother
I need the sugar.
I’m so tired
I need my bed so I can rest my head.
I remember when I use to sit and it was quiet
I remember when I use to sit and not think, I need to diet.
lunch time nap has gone.
bottles to be done.
I stand in the kitchen and stare at the kettle.
Crying for no reason
Watching the clock
He’s nearly home.
Bathed and changed
off to bed.
Home at last
We sit and talk about the past.
A year of counselling reminiscing and dismissing.
My mornings are different a new day at last.
I wake up happy
Hubby’s at work
I look at the clock
I hear a knock.
cuddles at last
No more reminiscing about the past.
I make breakfast
We have a laugh
we giggle together and play.
our day is so much brighter
so much better
I feel it’s going to be a wonderful day.
If only all days were this wonderful. We all have bad days and there truly is nothing wrong with that. I still have bad days two years on. I cry and cry or the anger comes out and I need time to myself to process things.
Having a Mental illness is tricky. I believe it never goes away. I feel that we learn to deal with the bad days in our own way. We find what works best for us as an individual and they become more manageable rather than gone.
Just remember even on a bad day you are a great parent.