So much has happened. My little girl is a month old now. Seriously, isn’t that crazy?
It might be the sleep deprivation talking but I have realized lately that I’m kind of awesome. I have dealt with more stress probably in the last year than your “average” person. Consider:
Exhibit A: I got married. Mind you, I didn’t end up planning this. In fact the stress of trying to plan the wedding in my budget had me in tears almost nightly so I gave up and decided we were just going to the court to get married. Yup, I nixed my own wedding. Then some amazing friends conspired to give me a wedding. Was it the big budget Cinderella wedding every little girl dreams about? No. It was a hundred times better! All because of the thought and caring that went into giving me a special day that I thought I was going to have to skip.
Exhibit B: Husband and I bought a house and moved. This is a stressful life event and anyone who tries to tell you otherwise is probably a realtor trying to sell you a dump.
Exhibit C: We had a baby! For crying out loud that is a year-long stress party right there! Hormones, morning sickness, weight gain, swelling, discomfort, the loss of mobility and your favorite foods all in one really long, drawn-out horror fest. Ugh!
Now…squish all that stress into 6 months (yes that means I was pregnant while getting married and buying a house), throw in working full-time, the usual personal stress with friends and family, financial stress. You get the idea. I think I deserve some credit for a) not harming/killing anyone in the last 6 months (ok some people got their feelings hurt but really, that’s not so bad in comparison) and b) not ending up on a psychologist’s couch.
Instead I will just pat myself on the back, tell myself “Atta girl,” and keep doing my best. Because that’s all anyone can do.