Lots of tears falling around these parts lately. Tears of joy, tears of frustration, tears from allergies, tears from baby Elijah, tears from big sister Bella, tears from Mommy. (I'm also just getting over a little cold. *ah-choo!* ) So there's tissue everywhere! In tribute to all of the boo-hooing, I made some little tissue holders. I promise I won't post anything with this fabric combination again. Okay that's probably not true. I won't post anything for the next month! ^_^ I just love it so much! Anyhoo, these are most likely shopward bound.
I'm so happy many of you commented on my "Hello" post! Thank you! I think I've managed to respond to everyone, if I haven't yet I will. ^_^
Many of you are surprised that I'm able to fit in crafting while taking care of my two children. I have to be honest with you all. It's a must for me. I'm very exhausted indeed! But I figure it's only temporary.....for the next 18 years or so! ^_^
On a more serious note, crafting also helps me battle postpartum depression. It's something that's been very real for me since Bella was born last year. I'm very open when it comes to speaking about my experience as well. I think it's important for other mommies dealing with it to know that they're not alone.
I failed to recognize the signs of it last year and it quickly spiraled out of control. I think it was a mixture of denial and a lack of knowledge about the subject. It reared it's ugly head when Bella was 4 months old and I found out that I was pregnant with Elijah.
Therapy helped me to get it under control. But crafting is also like therapy for me. It helps me unwind at the end of the day, gives my mind a little break while the kids are napping. It also gives me that oh so important "me" time that everyone needs. Staying busy helps me keep it under control. I don't over do it, but just enough to keep The Mean Reds away.
I'm doing much better this time around though. I still get weepy every now and then, which I guess is a "normal" amount of boohooing for someone who's recently given birth. I'm not sure where I'm going with this post. I guess I posted about this because blogland can sometimes seem like life is perfect and it's not always so. So I'll step out of the confessional for now. I think I'll go sew something! ^_^