ugh
I feel awful today. I'm tired and sad and sluggish and my muscles ache and I just feel out and out bad. I have a million things I could be doing (including at least making an attempt to be fun with my kids) but my arms and legs feel like they are weighted down with lead and I cannot get up the energy to do anything at all.
I feel like this a lot, but have enough good days that it hides the bad. I'm sure there is some reason for it, but on days I feel like this I cannot muster the energy to figure it out and on days I feel great I don't want to be bothered. I just want to live my life. I have some suspicions as to what it could be: Vit D deficiency, PPD, Dairy or wheat intolerance, Fibromyalgia....but I don't ever seem to follow up and so therefore have done nothing to change my circumstance.
Even here I'm just whining and complaining instead of dealing.
Ugh.
I feel like this a lot, but have enough good days that it hides the bad. I'm sure there is some reason for it, but on days I feel like this I cannot muster the energy to figure it out and on days I feel great I don't want to be bothered. I just want to live my life. I have some suspicions as to what it could be: Vit D deficiency, PPD, Dairy or wheat intolerance, Fibromyalgia....but I don't ever seem to follow up and so therefore have done nothing to change my circumstance.
Even here I'm just whining and complaining instead of dealing.
Ugh.
posted by kori at 10:23 AM
2 Comments:
This is probably not applicable to you, but I have found that my energy level is affected by the amount of exercise I have. The more regularly I exercise (not necessarily how much I exercise) the more energy I tend to have. Perhaps that would help? It is so hard to carve out the time, in fact I have not run in a very long time. But one thing that helps is bringing my kids to the pond and walking around with them to see the dogs swim. Benjamin rides his bike and I wear Myra (Owen is in a summer program). I have to walk fast in order to keep up with Benjamin. It is very good exercise, and it tuckers the boy out. The fresh air knocks Myra out too.
I'm sorry you're feeling in such a funk. I felt the same way when my second kid was a little over a year. Slowly but surely I took baby steps to help get me out of my funk. I started to pray for guidance how to get out of the all encompassing rut I was in. My prayers are with you.
Sue
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