A Month Has Gone By?

Sorry - wasn't that I didn't have any thoughts, to the contrary some of my thoughts would have blown you away, maybe not in a good way. Did you ever have a day or week or month of such busy-ness, such chaos and lunacy, that you thought maybe you'd loose it? This was how I rolled this past month. Don't get me wrong, some really nice events presented themselves, including Charles' graduation, Jamey's prom, etc. It just seemed that each important event flowed into the next. Hard to catch my breath. Then of course Sal and Charles had to go on their manly-man adventure trip to California. That totally put me over the edge. It took weeks to shop for all the elaborate 'real cowboy' attire they needed, not to mention lots of remedies and specific toiletries. Next on the list, Luke had gotten a hot-spot on his beautiful little puppy face and I had to take him to the vet to get 'coned' up. This was my first experience with the dog cone. What a horrible (but necessary) invention. It took me a few days to find a kinder gentler alternative, after visiting every pet store within 20 miles of my house, I found one. It's called the 'Cozy Cone', and it's a padded fabric velcro cone shaped device. I gladly plunked down the forty dollars, and home I went. Luke actually likes it, and it's easy to take on and off for walks, so it worked out. Anyway, these are probably very normal things to most people, and yes, even to me they are. But at this particular time, with everything happening at once and working so much and taking care of everyone, it was just a lot. I'd find myself just driving to the next errand and tearing up for everything and really nothing. Most of the time I like to think of myself as everyone's rock, but during this particular time, I was no one's rock, not even my own.

I don't mean to be overly dramatic here. I just wanted to share because I think many of you have probably been a little fragile at least once if not more during different stages of your life. Maybe you just brought home your first child, and all of a sudden you have this baby, but you're not entirely sure what you're supposed to do when they won't latch on to your breast, or maybe they just won't stop crying. Maybe your two year old woke up in the middle of the night screaming with an ear infection and you can't take him to the doctor until morning. Or maybe it's a particular fight or bouts of fighting with your husband that drive you to the edge? Point is, any one thing or series of small things consecutively can cause you to crack just a little. The important thing to know here is that it's normal, and probably won't be the last time it happens. What's more important is knowing you're gonna snap out of it, and probably - just maybe - be that much stronger for it.