Linking up with CatholicMom on Small Success Thursday!
This past week, I felt totally overwhelmed. There, I said it.
Admitting I am overwhelmed is my small success for the week. Actually, it’s probably a gigantic success. I hate asking for help. I hate anyone even thinking I might need help.
Sweet baby Brooks (4 months) and big baby Heath (20 months) are nursing all the time, my hormones are out of whack, I really need sleep, and no one has clean socks because I forgot to get the cloth diapers out of the dryer. With 9 kids, that’s a lot of baskets of dirty clothes to rummage through, looking for dirty socks that have the appearance of being clean.
I did something new a few days ago! I asked my guardian angel to help me. I immediately felt warmth wash all over me, and I’m pretty sure it was the Holy Spirit! My angel and I came up with a plan, and here it is:
1. I made a doctor’s appointment.
The only other time I have felt this way was after my 5th baby was born. By 6 months postpartum, I had slipped into a fog. It was so strange, it happened so slowly I didn’t see it coming! I saw my chiropractor this week, who had helped me out after baby #5.
I had a super awesome chiropractic adjustment, acupuncture to balance me out, and a few new supplements (B complex, calcium/magnesium, and a supplement to balance out my hormones and thyroid). This was in addition to my fish oil, probiotic, and vitamin D I had been taking. My hormones were out of whack, and my body was very depleted in B vitamins, especially B12 and folic acid, after having babies #8 and #9 only 16 months apart. Within a couple days, I felt a gazillion times better. I have much more energy, and the fog has lifted.
Please don’t think I am making light of postpartum depression. I am grateful to have such wonderful nutritional support, but I will keep a close eye on myself to make sure I stay on the right track. No worries.
2. I will start my day off right with daily scripture readings from mass.
I am trying to walk on water but I am sinking. I will be like Peter, crying out “Lord, save me!” as I sink, and I know Jesus will reach out his hand and help me! However, it’s hard for Jesus to do this for me every morning when all I do is stumble around my kitchen eating chocolate chips, letting Facebook suck me in.
3. Speaking of chocolate chips, I will eat a healthy breakfast.
Eggs and toast, an apple and almond butter. No chocolate chips, at least until later!
4. I will get dressed.
Sounds simple, but with 4 little ones still at home after getting the older 5 off to school, it’s hard. No matter what, I am going to get dressed, fix my hair, wash my face, and brush my teeth. Dishes, laundry, and Facebook can wait; nursing babies can’t.
5. I will exercise just a little bit.
Even if all I can manage is playing Just Dance on the Wii with my little ones, I will move. Maybe I can do squats or leg lifts while I empty the dishwasher. I can even strike a Jesus pose (arms out on the cross) to stretch out my tired baby-carrying muscles, thanking Jesus at the same time!
6. I’m going to keep counting my blessings, all 10 of them!