It’s easy to act happy.
It’s easy to say, “Good!” and paste a smile on your face when someone asks you how you’ve been doing.
It’s easy to get off your ass and do things that are required and/or expected of you.
Heck, it’s even easy to act all chipper and upbeat on your blog, lest a random visitor stops by and decides to check out the first page.
With my youngest this past weekend
But it’s not easy to keep it going.
In fact, it’s utterly draining.
I have my good days, and I have my bad days. And for the last week or so, I have had more bad days than good. I’m not sure exactly why. Is it because the days are getting shorter? Perhaps it’s some sort of chemical imbalance? Do I need to up the dosage of my antidepressants?
For all I know, it could just be a temporary setback.
But there’s no denying that I’ve been in a funk.
Look how big Claire has gotten! I can’t believe my oldest will be turning 2 soon.
This Saturday, I leave for L.A. for a friend’s wedding. J insisted that I take this mini-break by myself while he takes a couple of days off from work to take care of the girls. And as much as I will miss them, I also know that this will be my first vacation since June 2010, when I was still pregnant with Claire and we took our babymoon…and I am in dire need of some R&R — mental as well as physical.
Let’s hope that this dip is, in fact, temporary and that I will feel better soon.
And in case I do I post much rest of the week, or for the duration of my stay in L.A. —
Be sure to keep checking, because I will be hosting two giveaways in the near future!
