New Year Fatigue

Is it just me or is anyone else feeling worn out at getting back to ‘normal’ already?! In truth, the end of last year was manic {as always} – Christmas and birthday prep coupled with a HUGE workload meant by the time I ‘stopped’ for Christmas I was exhausted. Those couple of weeks of slow living were bliss. I barely worked, in fact, I was barely online. The kiddos were ‘off’ too – no school work and no groups to rush around too. Those days between Christmas and New Year are always special. Everyone is happy to just relax at home – the kiddos entertained with all their new gifts, me catching up on stuff I never have time to do. I started some of those huge decluttering projects that I’ve been meaning to do for ages – nothing I love more than a good declutter before the new year!

Then New Year came and went, and we went back to our normal routines. I remember just how manic life is at the minute. Those two weeks at home were busy enough with just four kids and a house to look after…. add back in work, and school work, groups and social activities… you get the picture! I’m finding it tricky to fit in everything that I need/want to each day. To fit in the kiddos work, time to play with them and just be. Time for my work, time for me to relax and to work out…. keeping on top of the house and all that family life encompasses. If I stop and think about it all, then I get a little stressed out that I can’t do all that I have to {or want to}.

I’m trying to slow down, to not sweat the small stuff, and to live one day at a time rather than worrying about next week. I’ve made a mental note to take more time ‘off’ – more play days with my kids, more lazy afternoons or movie nights. Because really, time with them is more important than anything else isn’t it?

We decided to make the most of a sunny and not-too-cold Sunday morning and take a walk to our local park last weekend. We got a great bonus as we got there to find the park had been redone with new equipment – the kiddos were very excited! Vega had so much fun he cried when it was time to go! It was lovely to get out of hte house for a couple of hours {esp as Papa treated us to a pub lunch after} and not worry about my to-do lists for a little while at least.