"Everybody needs a hug. It changes your metabolism." ~Leo Buscaglia
I have been reading about other mothers taking a break from their adoption blogs or considering making them private.
I understand this. I have been pondering same.
I would not make it private. I find that annoying and decreases readership when someone has to remember my password. (It is one reason why I donâ€™t ask for passwords of those that go private. I never remember them.)
I am more likely to take a break. Of all the possible stressors in my life, dealing with adoption related trauma and topics ranks at the top of the list. Add regular life stuff to it, and I turn into a bumbling idiot (that leaves her car running).
The past few weeks have been hell on me. Other than losing my daughter to baby brokers, I donâ€™t think I have ever been under so much pressure. Financial issues caused by divorce, house sale and closing, finding a new place to live, dealing with my sons pending surgery (minor), changing jobs. I am beat. Drawn. Exhausted. Depleted.
I have been staying away from the computer in the evenings. This was not a decision made with intent. It was dictated by the environment. I sold my home office furniture and desk and currently the only way to work on a computer is to sit with my laptop on top of two packed boxes. It is not comfortable.
I have also been sick with a respiratory thing and I just donâ€™t have the energy. My hair is falling out in massive clumps (all stress related). My master bathroom sink is getting regular servings of Draino to deal with the nests of red and burgundy hair that seem to collect there (mea culpa future owners). My back is tight and sore and I have lost weight.
My daughtersâ€™ college graduation is on the horizon as is her 22 birthday. I am hoping to get a gift out to her and I am behind in both shopping, wrapping and shipping. I must do it soon for as soon as she leaves college I will be prohibited from mailing more gifts. I am not permitted to mail anything to her parents home (they donâ€™t appreciate it). Alas, more stress.
So yeah, I want a break. More than that I want to be snuggled and cry for a bit. I think of my friend Joe and his use of the "hugs and snugs menu" term. I could use some.
I need to place an order.