It's been a long month filled with sick kids, cold weather, and crankiness all around. Some of it on my part is that I have had barely any time alone. Often I chide myself, "Oh boo hoo Kathleen. I know that alone time is a minor problem when there are parents with real issues like terminally ill children, divorce, foreclosure, etc."
However, it still bites, being so tied up in the role of caregiver all the time, even if it is rewarding and sometimes enjoyable.
I have so many daily chores and activites on my plate, and by evening, exhaustion takes over. Even if I do muster up the energy to start a project, I end up making tons of mistakes due to fatigue and mental cloudiness. Then of course there's the cleanup, since I can't very well leave my sewing machine or paints on the kitchen table for Soren to explore.