I feel like a machine without an “off” button.
Does anyone have a cleaning lady who can do Thursday afternoon or Fridays?
Wake up, feed baby, bathe and dress baby, put baby to sleep, (breath), eat breakfast, get dressed, prepare supper, cleanup, feed baby, change baby, go to work, work, work, work, work, work, pick up baby, feed baby, change baby, eat supper, cleanup, errands, feed baby, change baby, sleep, wake up, feed baby, sleep, wake up, feed baby….
Oh and cook and clean for Shabbos at some point in the blur of days and nights…
How do mothers stay sane?! This problem is a lot more than just lack of cleaning help.
Any practical tips on how to find time to just live and be yourself?
Or you can just reassure me that this is a passing stage and I should just enjoy it because there are so many that wish they can be in my shoes. I can never hear that enough, it has a hard time sticking in my head.