Last week passed in a blur. My general schedule was this: get up and get the kids off to school, go back to bed for a bit, get up again, shower, do whatever it was I absolutely HAD to do, be home by the time the kids got home, get homework done, feed them, back to bed.
And yes, it was as pathetic to live it as it is to read about it. I just could not shake my funk. My whole body ached, I was blue, I had no energy.
Not like me at all. I didn't want to Zumba, so you KNOW it was bad.
I think the worst thing about it was that the kids just rolled with it. It makes me wonder - am I like this more than I realize? That's a horrifying thought. I'm hoping that the opposite is true - that I'm normally nothing like I was last week (except for my obvious love for sleep, which has always been a constant in my life) and the kids were willing to give me some leeway because of that. It's a good thought anyway.
Yesterday, we had made reservations to have breakfast with Santa at Eckert's. It was a lot of fun - the food was excellent, the activities were cute and the lines weren't too long, the kids were excited, and it was very relaxed. On the way home, I started to feel tired. I went upstairs to change clothes and flopped down on the bed. Sara came up right after and wanted to lie with me. Within 20 minutes, I was asleep. And I slept for four hours. This is after getting at least 7 hours of sleep the night before. And then, I was tired by 11 pm last night. What in the world is going on with me?
Today, I felt better. I didn't have a problem getting out of bed, I didn't go back to bed after the kids went to school, I got a ton of running around done that I've been putting off for weeks. I even made it to a Zumba class. I'm starting to wonder if it's hormonal. Maybe I've hit the anti puberty - menopause - although I feel like I'm way too young for that. Any of you have any ideas? Has this ever happened to you?