Hi guys. I haven't been posting long on Parenting so a lot of you won't recognize me. I XP'ed this on my bmb but they did the whole fb migration thing a while back and I don't do fb. So I'm posting here, in hopes of words of wisdom, or support, or a "snap out of it golly", or something.
Today is H's grandmas funeral 2.5 hours away. Last night I set out all our funeral clothes, packed a bag with a change of clothes, snacks, etc. My mom was going to come with us to take care of Emery while the service was being held, then we were going to stay in that town for the better part of the day to visit with family and see the family estate and farm (where Grandma was born and raised, not where she's lived for the entire time I've known her). We were supposed to leave half an hour ago. Instead, H left without me and I get to stay home with the kids because Joaquin projectile vomited all over the hallway and bathroom at 2 am last night.
I desperately needed the closure of this funeral but I'm not going to get that. This sucks hard.
I also had horrifying nightmares last night about death and apocalyptic type stuff.
I guess this is turning into a vent. Last year around this time I sunk into a depression and it was triggered by the 4 month pp period and the Newtown shooting. I couldn't even enjoy the holidays last year. I keep thinking about the Newtown shooting lately and I'm scared I'm going to fall into a depression again. I don't really have a history of depression but there is a sordid family history with it, including suicide and alcoholism, so it's always kind of following me around and I know it's there to be had, you know?
I'm not being fulfilled by my H and I'm feeling emotionally betrayed by him in a lot of ways. I hope putting all of this out here will be a sort of release to help me work through this stuff. Any words of wisdom are appreciated. I know I need counseling, I tend to bottle stuff up and I know I need an outlet to work through my issues as they come up. Easier said then done, right? If it was easy I'd be in counseling right now.
I'll end my rambling there. Thanks for listening guys.
Re: sometimes being a mom sucks.
Even if I were to go on my own, which I can't see myself doing because of the sick kid, the drive alone would take 5+ hours (there and back).
((Hugs)) Motherhood is a whole lot harder than I ever imagined. It really does mess with your mind. I hope you feel better soon!