I’m the kind of tired that can’t be fixed with a couple of hours of extra sleep.
I’m tired way down in my soul. I’m overwhelmed by all that I should be and all that I am not.
I have often heard the phrase, “I’m raising a human being, not managing an inconvenience.” I repeat this to myself over and over because in all honesty, I sometimes feel like the latter rather than the former.
Having children provides constant, unrelenting stress. We all know that. The follow-up to that sentence is usually, “but the moments of joy make it all worth it!”
What does it mean that I don’t always believe that?