I’ve always been the kind to worry about things. Sometimes it’s unnecessary and other times it’s a normal concern. I worry about our finances. I worry about plans for the upcoming week. I worry about dinner. I worry about the house being dirty. I worry about blogging. I worry about other people’s problems. And from most outer appearances I may seem like I have it all together, but inside I’m a ball of anxiety. Most of my anxiety started when I was a teenager, but it came to a head when I was preparing for my wedding.
Sure, sure it’s possible that I was just a blushing bride with a lot on her plate and much to do to create the perfect wedding. Every woman becomes a basket case at this point in her life, right? Mine remained long after my wedding. Pretty sure that I was just born a worry wart. In my case, I’d say I’m a worry tumor!
I’ve only recently decided to talk about this to anyone because I feel that some might have noticed it from outer appearances. I’m mostly good at keeping it inside, but I sometimes seem a bit distant and zoned out. I told a friend of mine about it and apparently I’m not the only one. It was nice to find someone who could relate. I’m sure the levels of anxiety are different for different folks.
There’s a little thing called motherhood that I’ve come to the conclusion will increase your level of anxiety if you didn’t already have it. From the moment that I saw my baby girls for the first time to making sure they were still breathing each moment while they were sleeping, it’s easy to find things to worry about when it comes to being a mommy. I’m realizing that it’s the last few months that I’ll have my older daughter home before she goes off to kindergarten in the fall. Yep, that’s enough to give a mom some anxiety huh?
Even though I’m losing my hair,
I call my children the wrong name,
I can’t tell you what 9 times 7 is,
I probably need a shower,
my house is a wreck,
I might cry before the day is over…..
I love every moment of motherhood and all the other things that life throws my way. Hopefully you’ll catch me on a good day.
Have any of you gone through bouts of anxiety before? How did you handle it? Did you go to a doctor? I’d love to hear your thoughts.