Who else feels stuck?
I don’t want to complain about my kids, I don’t ever mean to sound as if I am not thankful for them. It’s just that I’m a real person too. My identity has taken a major detour from who I thought I was. My ambitions in ways they no longer exist, or have become severely devalued. At the moment, my biggest want is to get my 5 year old son out of my bed.
So how do I become who I want to be again?
#Quarantinelife has made me now become mom, but now cafeteria lady, a secretary, every kind of teacher possible… There’s nothing that I don’t do anymore and frankly I go to sleep at night exhausted. I have become to used to the freedom I had because the kids were in school during the day. Since my actions have been limited to mainly my family I realized I need more time for me to occupy space in my head.
Something I noticed…
Since my husband is at home working, he has the excuse of not acknowledging someone screaming for water or for watching (for the 100th time) some special hopping on one foot that never gets 3 inches off the floor. My daughter and I started sewing, and let me tell you the sound of the sewing machine filters our Paw Patrol (it’s in Chinese, to keep up with their language skills, so I tell myself).
I want real human adult interaction (wait, don’t take it as the sexy kind).
So let’s go live