AND I'VE BEEN DOING IT!
One of the things that was hard for me at first was taking the big kids to school. Brent and I worked to make sure I have as much done as possible the night before - clothes are picked out, lunches are made, vitamins laid out, etc. But I would wake up and instantly be anxious and it would last until way after I had dropped the big 2 off. So my mother-in-law volunteered to come and take the kids for a while. Normally I would have said no, but I knew it could help, so I said yes. So she drove 35 minutes in the opposite direction of her job to take my kids to school. And it helped release some anxiety until I felt I could handle it better. And now we're doing mostly good in the morning and I have minimal anxiety getting everyone ready!
Then we've had several bouts of sickness {terrible timing to have a newborn!}, and I was freaking out that Paige would get sick. So I called my mom and asked if some of us could come spend the night to try and keep Paige well. And of course she said yes. At first I felt guilty abandoning Drew when normally I would take care of her. And then I felt guilty for burdening my mom. {But she is quick to remind me it's her job to take care of me. And yes, I know I am so blessed by these 2 women.} And being able to ask her for that help and go over there while Drew's fever broke relieved a lot of stress and anxiety.
Those are just 2 examples of when I've reached out for help. But truly both of those situations made such a difference for me and my emotional state. I write this post to be candid about my journey but also to be raw and hope that if anyone is out there struggling a little, they won't feel so bad asking for or accepting help. There are so many people who are willing to help, and I am finally not afraid to ask for it!
