Friday, December 12, 2008
In my life as a wife and mother I have found the need from time to time to hibernate. I do not do this to avoid life, but I recognize that I am not in a great mood, and to spare the feelings of family and friends, I hibernate. I did not learn to do this until I hit my thirties. Could have saved a lot of hurt and confusion if I just hibernated.
Hibernating consists of taking a day to be quiet, not kill anyone and not yelling. Because that is all I feel like doing. I seriously want to hurt someone. I realize that about once every six months, my PMS is raging. Not good. Small things can throw me over the edge. At least I recognize it and attempt to control it by hibernating.
I usually am up early, read my bible, do my blog, make the lunches and the breakfasts, sign any and all homework and agendas and go and start my day. Today I got up, refused to do anything but the necessary and then went back to bed. If I had stayed up and dealt with my children, something horrible could have happened. You think I am exaggerating, but I don't think I am.
I feel the need to still be in my jammies, drink my coffee and do nothing. I do have to go into work today, so I have to get the mean out of me, I cannot dump lattes on rude people, I would get fired. And it's just not nice.
I guess I am saying we don't have to be nice all the time, but we should try to be nice to our friends and family on a consistent basis and when that is not manageable, we should hibernate. The covers are our friends and a good pillow can muffle our screams.
Hibernating, it's not just for bears anymore. And if mommy is hibernating, don't poke the bear. Never poke the bear.
God bless you and yours.