Meltdown

No, It was not my toddler. I had a meltdown. And you know what? It's ok. We moms take on so many jobs and we often forget to take care of ourselves after taking care of ourselves.
Sure I get my Netflix time, and my Facebook time and my wonderful husband helps out with the kids when he arrives home from work.
But most of the time, my children go where I go. My best friend has the day off? We meet up for lunch... all four of us. When my oldest goes down for a nap, I end up taking care of my infant. Or doing housework. There's rarely any "me" time.
The last time I had a day away from being a wife and mother, I was pregnant with my daughter and that was this last July (2014). Unfortunately, it waited till I was super stressed out from car problems.
So last night, rather than waiting to explode all my built up negative energy on my husband (who takes the beating from my emotions) I handed him our infant daughter, put real pants on, kissed him and the kids goodbye, reminded my man that if he got hungry, there was stored breast milk in the freezer if the baby got hungry, and I walked out the door.
Space was exactly what I needed. I came home with a clear head. Ready to hug my babies and kiss my husband.
The moral of the story is: it's ok to take time for yourself. You are no good to your family if you're on the edge of a nervous breakdown.
I think I'll start going to a nearby coffee shop by myself once a week.

**I'd like to state that I do suffer from anxiety and depression. Some days are much better than others. I do take medication for it and I know with out it, I would be so much worse.  If you think you might have depression, learn the signs and talk to your doctor. It's ok and there is no shame in admitting you need help. Some people refuse to take medication because they're afraid it might change them. It's important to communicate with your doctor. And it may take a while to find the right medication and dose for you. You don't have to suffer alone.**