Superwoman?

There are days where every fibre of my being hurts.  My body aches, my mind spirals downward into an unstoppable depression.  The feelings of helplessness and hopelessness are harsh realities at these times.  I experience a complete drain of my superwoman abilities.

Yet I must continue on.  I hide my misery as carefully as I can, for I have two small children to care for.  I smile, laugh, cook, clean, play, hug and kiss.  We go outside, build towers, watch Spongebob, read books, throw balls and tickle each other.  I play all of my roles as I normally do: Speech Therapist, Occupational Therapist, ABA Therapist, Chef, Maid, friend, wife and most importantly Mommy.

What do I want to be doing?  Sleeping.  Resting.  Lying in bed all day.  

I keep all of this inside of me, sharing only with my husband.  But today, I decided to let you into my world. 

Why?

So that others know they are not alone.

And to remind myself that these are the sort of days that prove I AM SUPERWOMAN!

PS.  This was not written today, the day I am posting it.  It was written last week, at my lowest point.  It’s all good now :-)  These things always pass!