Doing this much means that I have created self-imposed anxiety. That translates to lower tolerance for adapting to situations. For example, going to out to eat with a friend and bringing my daughter is not so easy. I have to factor in when she's going to eat, when she's going to get her nap, what she's acting like today, hope that I'm hungry but not starving by the time we eat, and hope she likes where we are. Then I get to worry about if we're irritating the other patrons if she behaves like a baby and cries at all. Sigh. Going out makes me anxious instead of happy.
Even if I wasn't doing all the things I'm doing, I do wonder if going out with my little girl would cause me as much anxiety. I'm an introvert, after all. But I know stress is taking its toll on my jolly attitude. I'm not saying you have to be a parent to understand pressure, I'm wondering if it's just the one more thing that's gotten me close to my tolerance point. Sigh. I'm trying to get to the "I don't care, it's just life" attitude...but I do care. When I do something, I like to enjoy it. Makes sense, right?
Man. Life can give challenges! So I plan on being strategic and practice adaptability. Plus, I need to get better at asking for help when I need it. Phew. If this resonates with you, please know you're not alone!
Copyright 2011 Heather Corwin