Since having Lia, I feel like I’ve been in a constant battle against time.
For many months, Lia wasn’t sleeping well. As I’m freelance, I had to start working again pretty quickly after I’d had her.
I did reduce my hours dramatically, but didn’t stop completely. And pretty soon the time came when I needed to pick my hours right up again.
Unfortunately, that time came long before Lia started sleeping through the night. I ended up working until the early hours, then being up twice in the night before the girls got me up in the morning.
By the time Lia started sleeping through (at about 7 months old) I was exhausted. Although I stopped having to get up in the night, I was still working until the early hours just to get things done.
Exercise went out of the window and I was eating sugary food and drinking coffee just to stay awake.
I realised that this had to change if I was going to have a chance of getting back to any sort of normality but I wasn’t sure what to do about it.
With a new business venture in the pipeline, hubby has been quite rightly pressing me to try to cut down on my workload a bit to both focus on that and focus on me.
So I decided to greatly reduce my workload for a few days last weekend. As usual, I was still working but I made sure I was in bed by midnight and I spent a bit more time away from my desk.
Those few days gave me just what I needed to refocus myself and, quite frankly, get a grip.
I upped my hours again on Monday, but I’ve started to be more strict with my clients, protecting myself and my time.
And all week, I’ve managed to eat well, exercise daily and still be in bed by midnight every night.
I’ve been genuinely amazed this week at how much more productive I’ve been. I’ve actually done just as much work as I always do despite working notably less hours.
And most importantly, I feel better. I’m losing weight already now that I’m not surviving on junk food. I’m going to bed tired rather than exhausted.
And I have so much more energy, much to Pluto’s disgust.
Today, despite having been active every day this week, I dragged poor Pluto out for a run. He’s always a bit glum about having to go for a run, but I’m pretty sure he enjoys it when he gets out there.
Today though, it was a bit of a monster run. In fact, the first five kilometres were virtually all uphill. But the view from the top was worth the effort.
If I end up in the same position again, I am definitely going to take the same approach in getting back to normal. I lost nothing by taking a few days off and life is suddenly so much better.
I genuinely feel like I found the pot of gold and got my life back. Long may it continue.