So the title of this post says it all.
I am overwhelmed. 

It’s a daily struggle with Theodore to stop his crying and generally tend to his needs.

And now my beloved cat has been in hospital for a urethral plug and is on various medication to help with the healing.

And I’m the one dealing with it all.  I honestly don’t know how I am going to do all of this by myself.  Hubby is at work and when he comes home doesn’t want to help. Unless I ask him.  Which defeats the object of helping.

My parents are currently on holiday so I can’t even ask them to help with Theodore.

I have an incredible sense of guilt with Bruce.  Apparently urethral plugs are often caused by stress.  Which means his home environment is causing him to be ill.  Which then means Theodore is potentially the cause.

I already feel pulled in every direction and am running on empty at the best of times.  Now I need to find more time for Bruce to make sure he is ok.

I just want to go to bed and cry.  But I can’t as Theodore needs looking after and dinner needs to be cooked.  Then I need to tidy up after.

I really need a break.



Yesterday I experienced mum-araderie for the first time.

I’d had a few really tough days with Theodore for no reason that I can put my fingers on.  He was just unsettled and crying.  Probably a combination of hungry and gassy.

I posted on facebook about it and got to experience mum-araderie in all its glory.  Mums who have been there, struggled, and got through it.
Mums who let you know that you are normal.
Mums with words of encouragement.
Mums with offer of babysitting to give me some time away from Theodore.

Great mums with great words to selflessly help me out of my funk.

Mum-araderie is definitely one of the best things about being a mum.