I think I’ve snapped out of it now, but this morning I had a major case of “sorry for myself” syndrome. DH is off to pay soccer on Sunday mornings, and so I’m left at home by myself with the boy. Longtime readers will know we just moved to this area about a year ago (Thanksgiving will be our one year anniversary), so we don’t have a huge social network around here. Being pregnant and having an infant aren’t exactly conducive to meeting new people, either. We’re doing okay — meeting new friends is going about as one might expect — but I am definitely lonely some of the time, especially when DH leaves to go do something else. Anyway, I got into a bit of a funk this morning about it as he left. I’m notorious for trying to make him feel guilty, which I feel kind of bad about, actually.
“Do you want me to stay?” he asked.
I knew full well there was no way he’d miss a soccer game, and anyway this was more about my situation, not his. I don’t want to rob him of his fun. That’d just make me feel even more pitiful. Not sure exactly what happened — though I did talk on the phone to my brother and my dad — but I started to feel better around the time I started doing dishes and getting things accomplished around the house. (This, of course, could only happen after the boy fell asleep!) Am proud of myself that I avoided the fairly huge bag of halloween candy we have lying in the living room. I’m not feeling super tempted these days but I know there’ll be days it won’t be as easy. Need to get new habits in place so I can deal with sad and lonely feelings more easily.
Glad you’re feeling better, and without the healing powers of candy.
I love the new ‘do, by the way! I bought T a winter coat with this exact color scheme this weekend.