NaBloPoMo ends!

Well, for the first time in 7 years of intermittent blogging on various blogs I’ve successfully posted on every day in November.

Writing has definitely helped me work out a bit more about my feelings and depression and a little of what makes me feel the way I do. I’m not going to commit to writing every day, but I will aim for three times a week. I didn’t post on what I’d intended to through November so hopefully (without the pressure of daily posing) I can get back to some of those topics.

Sleep makes things better

Well, that and a lot of rest!

Aside from a stinking headache this morning I’ve felt a lot better today. I’ve not been as sniffly or achey just easily tired. I was asked if I was ok by one of the school mums today as apparently I looked really tired and run down. I’m going to try to keep taking it fairly easy over the next week or so, hopefully that’ll help me stay a bit more positive as well as healthier.

Rested

Well, I’m not sure whether it’s the virus easing or the fact I’ve spent much of the day lying on the sofa bed with a fleece blanket but I’m feeling a little more alert. I still have a huge headache but I’m vaguely thinking straight now. It’s still not going to be a long post though as I’m very tired and hoping for a reasonably early night.

My appetite has been odd today, a strange mix of ravenous at odd times and not wanting any food or drink at others. I know my eating won’t be helping me, both now when I’m poorly, and with my depression. When I do want to eat it’s not healthy food I’m craving, though I did fancy a jacket potato for dinner (so I had that) and I had soup for lunch simply because I had an open carton in the fridge that needed finishing.

There are things I want to post about over the next few days, I’ve been working on organisation and thinking about depression more so I intend to write on both of those soon. Hopefuuly another reasonable night of sleep tonight and more rest tomorrow morning will give me the strength to do more.

Zzzzz….

OK, so I suspect this is gettiing a bit monotonous for those of you reading (it definitely is for me typing it!) but yet again I’m too tired to type much.

This cold has really wiped me out, I’ve barely been safe to drive today. I’ve had to contact the other leaders of the toddler group at church to say I won’t be there tomorrow. I hate letting people down but I need to preserve what energy I do have to make sure I can look after my monkeys properly.

Hopefully with doing a bit less tomorrow I’ll manage to write more.

Yawn…

A very long day today… an early start with choir for the monkeygirl before school and a very long governors meeting this evening. I’m shattered despite having a doze on the sofa in between the afternoon school run and an early dinner.

Hopefully I’ll have a good sleep tonight before counselling tomorrow (which is always tiring, though has been very helpful so far).

Atchoo!

The wonderful (not!) cold that I’ve had all week resurrected itself today after almost going yesterday… I’m not impressed. I’ve sniffed my way through today…

Despite this, I have had a good, though tiring day. Church this morning was followed by a rush up to Cambridge to meet the lovely in-laws for lunch and a play in a playground for the children. It was fantastic to see them again and see how much our precious nephew has grown. The monkeyboy was a pain in the restaurant, unless he had food in front of him he was wandering/crawling under the table and generally being silly. Nothing I said seemed to make any difference whatsoever. Thankfully he was fantastic after a firm talking to when we left there and was a superstar at bedtime (maybe his sleep in the car on the way home helped that!). The monkeygirl, on the other hand, was great in Cambridge but whiney on the way home (traffic was stop start for a while, she doesn’t cope well with that) and downright obnoxious at bedtime. She did her bathroom things without trouble but refused to get into night clothes and lay on the landing shouting that she was too tired. I ended up having to change her myself, pick her up and put her into bed  and shut her door. She screamed and shouted for the next 10 minutes then calmed enough for me to go in a talk to her, she eventually admitted she’d not been good and it was her choice to be naughty and get some of her cuddlies confiscated, she’ll get them back on Wednesday. We count to 5 if we feel the need to threaten that, usually the children will be doing what we asked before we get to four, but not today. She just shouted. She was definitely a tired girl, I’m not sure whether anxieties about which teacher she’ll have tomorrow will have affected her today, she did tell me on Friday she didn’t want to go in unless her normal teacher was back. Hopefully she’ll feel better in the morning anfter a good night’s sleep.

Not a lot

We’ve had a quiet day today. A much needed discussion with the monkeyfather (still no outcome!) and time packing up shoe boxes for Operation Christmas Child with the children (well, the monkeyboy didn’t last long, it was just the monkeygirl and I really). We all needed some rest. It’s been a long week (part of a rather long month and year!). It should be a nice day tomorrow, we’re heading up to Cambridge after church for a late lunch with some of the monkeyfather’s family who are holidaying not too far from there.