I’m sitting here with a sick baby attached to me and thinking about all the things I’m not getting done.
Things I’ve started or thought of starting today, but haven’t:
Cleaning the down stairs bathroom
Checking the emergency food from the car
Sweeping the dining room
Putting the Christmas boxes away
Making lunch (we did eat eventually)
Going to the bathroom (OK technically I did finish this one, but about an hour later than I wanted to and with a crying baby the whole time)
These things, and a thousand more, run around in my head making me stressed out. I SHOULD be able to do them, I hear myself say, but it just isn’t happening. I’m trying really hard to give myself grace and remember the value of holding a sick baby and helping him feel as good as he can. I’m trying really hard to not feel like I’m failing.