I know I have been absent for some time.
I am sorry!
As a caregiver, I have been exposed to so many different situations. And the saying “When it rains, it pours” is basically the epitome of the life of a caregiver.
I have been writing blog post after blog post about the challenges of caregiving and have tried to create a space for all of us to come to and see not only the bad or only the good; but to also find ways to overcome these hurdles! But I must admit that I have been extremely hypocritical!
Wait! Before you leave, and curse me all the way to the X-button in the top-right corner, please allow me explain!
I started this blog for a number of reasons:
1. To be able to stay at home and continue my caregiver duties (because working a traditional entry-level job and caregiving don’t always mix well)
2. To be able to continue to go to school and
3. To connect and help other caregivers in any way I can!
Helping others seems to be ingrained into my DNA, or something! I seriously cannot go a day without doing something for someone else. How’s that for a personality disorder?
Whether it is something simple as picking up a $5 bill the person in front of me dropped by accident. Or attending an IEP meeting with half the school’s staff. Or setting aside a 4 hour chunk of my otherwise extremely productive day to sort out nit-pickings from the VA!
This is what I do!
In that process, though, I have forgotten to take care of myself!
Yup! I deserve that!
Two of my very first posts were about Caregiver Burnout and Tips on how to try to avoid it. I have also written about the struggles of being a caregiver and acknowledging that it is totally fine to NOT be the energetic Go-Getter that everyone now seemingly expects me to be.
Through all of these posts I have offered solutions. And suggested things that have previously helped me- a lot! But over the last few months I have started to piled one project atop another without taking a breath in-between.
I have been wanting to accomplish something for myself with measurable results for so long now. And I believe many caregivers struggle with this. Over and over again have I heard the words: “When is it my time?”
I have dedicated my life to my husband and son. In the same breath, though, it gets quite exhausting to have everything depend on their well-being! So, in the Superwoman-mindset I have of myself I decided to take on a-gazillion-and-one things I thought would get me ahead.
Needless to say: I failed. Miserably.
Having that said, I strongly believe that this very process is part of this journey. I get to learn from this situation and adapt, yet again.
And I am so thankful to have the opportunity to share this in-hindsight-not-so-great-failure with y’all! Because if one of us struggles this much, there is bound to be another!
So, off to getting back on track!
I have failed. I have learned. And now, I will improvise!
What are your thoughts on us caregivers overloading ourselves?
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