Thanksgiving is approaching.
Holidays tend to stress me out, mostly because the pressure of gift giving.
However this season, on top of the pressure of gift giving, I am just mentally exhausted with the 2 kids.
Currently Zaia at 6.5 months is up every 3 hrs, even at night.
Since Dranreb works full-time, I've taken the lead on waking up & feeding her on my own, which I have minimal resentment for; because honestly, I really want to sleep.
Thankful that he is there in case I really need him, I'd rather have him on standby than out of town.
I am thankful that he hasn't traveled for the past 2 months.
Zaia has been waking up in the middle of the night which makes it challenging because her & Enzo share a room, so when she cries, he typically will wake up or when he cries for whatever reason, she DEFINITELY wakes up.
My patience is being tested, I know that because I have minimal sleep I have less tolerance for them when they are being fussy.
I'm not getting adequate rest.
It's not their fault, they don't know any better & it is my responsibility as their mother to be there for them, which I am.
I need to remember to deep breath. Remind myself that I love them.
Remind myself that it will get better.
Remind myself that they rely on me.
There are times that I miss not having all the responsibilities.
The thought of wanting to just leave has cross my mind, but that won't happen.
I'll be there for them until my last breath.