The Exhaustion Is Real!
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When my son was born, as I start many of my blogs…but let’s face it that’s a big moment in most of our lives. The moment our first born was born. Well any way, when my son was now a part of this planet, I finally understood the true meaning of exhaustion. There is no sleep when you have a newborn, and when you just give birth, it’s like natures way of continuing to torture you. But, very worth it. Then having baby number two, I found that I have figured out how to function better without as much sleep. In a way, I am a more productive person now that I have less sleep. Who would have thought!
Well productive or not, the fact is, the exhaustion of daily life, work, kids and family is intense. Now in this Covid-19 world, it’s like what was bad became unbearable at times. I went from thinking I could handle it all with just one more cup of coffee to imagining someone just putting an IV of caffeine directly into my Veins. That and a nap. A quick nap, like 5 mins! But my 9 month old doesn’t like being out of my arms, my husband is obsessed with his job , my toddler wants me to play with him, my job just asked me to get another task done as soon as possible, my family needs help with something, GBRLIFE, and my friends have been waiting for a reply for a while and everyone’s going through something so the emotional needs from friends and family is major right now.
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Deep in my bones, is the need for sleep and no amount of coffee is going to fix it. I have a full life and who doesn’t right now? Even if someone is home because of Covid-19 out of work…they are actively trying to change their current situation. That takes hard work and dedication because there just isn’t a ton of solutions out there.
Solutions out there are also not exactly foolproof either. IF there is a job, it may be temporary and childcare may not be an option right now for most of us. Makes me think of the many books I read in high school about the Great Depression. At the time that felt so far away, not just because I was so young, but just knowing the distance we had from that time.
How could we be living the same hardships from the 1920’s in the 2020’s?
No matter how we got here, we are here, and I know I am just one of so many exhausted, wishing for a vacation with childcare.
