Yesterday was a VERY rare day for me. I was almost entirely symptom free. And I was so focused on all the stuff I needed to get done, that I didn’t even realise how well I was doing until I finally sat down in the evening and took stock.
It was an entirely normal day for the average (healthy) stay-at-home mum. Which I am not.
Nonetheless, I:
Got myself and O up, dressed and fed.
Took O to school.
Went to the hairdressers, where I stayed for 2.5 hours talking to the lady next to me.
Worked through my ‘to-do’ list on my phone when we weren’t chatting and my colour was setting. (I’ve slept on it since then, hence the disheveled look!)
Went into town to do regular mum shit like buying O some joggers for PE, a Christmas present, some wrapping paper for his friends’ birthday present etc etc.
Then home for a sandwich and quickly cook that evening’s meal which Pete had thankfully done all the prep for earlier because I didn’t have time.
Then collected O from school, and home to change and have a quick play.
Then took him to his first ‘proper’ swimming lesson – which went fucking terribly I might add. Cue, lots of emotional energy dealing with O’s tears, and a shit-tonne of Mum guilt.
Then home for tea, O’s bedtime … and finally – a rest!
I literally didn’t stop.
…. And now, I’m just flabbergasted. There’s no other word for it. Just utterly flabbergasted. I mean, to know the average (healthy) person has days like this EVERY day?! And THEN has the energy to go out or do stuff in the evenings (I drew the line at that last night). I mean, how?! How are they not all dead yet? Like, how the fuck is the human race not extinct?!
It absolutely blows my mind to think of how much more I could do and be, if I could just function like that every day. It also makes me realise how unwell I still am, even on my ‘good’ days. I always think I’m doing great on my good days, and I thank my lucky stars for everything I manage to achieve. But yesterday FAR exceeded a ‘good’ day. It was a ‘great’ day, which is so rare I can’t even remember when the last one was.
But, unlike healthy people … I can’t get up today and do it all over again.
