I'm not saying it works for everyone, but it works for me: A good cry.
It clears my head. I don't do it so much these days, I'm always on top of everything. Sometimes though, it just gets a bit much, and the flood gates open.
Today was definitely one of those days.
It feels like everything landed, literally, on my doorstep. A hospital appointment for Mr. Ojo, one for little A, and a letter about tax credits that reminds me my biggest boy is growing up.
Add to that, Mr. Ojo has been in horrific pain this week. He's needed help to get up and down, he can't do anything without me being there to support him. He's improved today, but I'm too nervous to leave him. This means I've had no exercise this week, no Zumba or gym, I worry he'll fall when I'm not home, the guilt of that would crush me.
Ajax has been referred to a Musculoskeletal Specialist. That name alone terrifies me. I know it's a good thing, but it's also confirming that he does have problems with his joints, the podiatrist agrees with me, that he may be hyper mobile.
I've sorted the tax credits now, as my son is staying in college for another year, before going to university. Before the tears, earlier today, I couldn't have sorted it, my head was in a fog.
This is how I explained it to my husband, the fog. It's like my mind gets clogged up with stress and day to day stuff, that comes with parenting children with additional needs. In fact, it comes with being a parent full stop!
Then I cry and the fog clears.
I can think again.
So my advice? If you think it'll help.....CRY! It's not the end of the world, it certainly doesn't make you weak. It makes you human, it clears your mind.
It doesn't work for everyone, but it definitely worked for me today.