Just One of Those Weeks

I am not SuperMom this week...and it's okay.  I want to keep it real here.   

I am tired.  I have slept for 10-11 hours a night, and am still yawning all day long.   I took a nap when C was at preschool, instead of doing something “productive.” 

I don't feel strong.  I ate Halloween candy and potato chips.  

I am kind of cranky and irritable.  I can’t seem to handle much of anything.  I feel spacey and out of it. 

I feel like I need a break.  A day to just lie in bed all day and cry. Or read.  Or listen to the sound of silence.  

I feel uninspired.

I had been feeling really good for the last month or so.   I was motivated, happy, and upbeat.   But I am human, after all, and I have bad days.  Sometimes, my brain just needs a “reset.”   Or maybe my body or mind needs to process something big.   I am honoring that.  Though others may not understand, I am choosing to give myself grace.  This too shall pass.  It always does, doesn't it?

I am committed to my goal of “accepting imperfection,” so I am rejecting guilt.  

We humans all have our days (or weeks or months).  We are not perfect and it's okay.  Let's rid our minds of the idea that we should be perfect.  Are you with me?