December again, and lots of us are in the middle of an insane whirl of activities that come with having school-aged children: nativity-lyrics-tickets this, shopping-bankruptcy that, tinsel-candy-cane this, special-magical-day-out that.
The pressure to remain joyful is intense: and the calendar looks like a story that’s been edited by three different people in four colours of pen. Of course we want to spend time with friends and family, find perfect gifts, wrap them beautifully, reach out to old friends with a card.
But please do remember to look after yourselves too.
And for those of you who won’t be as busy, for whatever reason, special tiny hugs to you. Yuletide can be difficult in lots of ways.
I wish you all a joyful and peaceful festive season. Looking forward to 2019 and more tinylife adventures.
tinylife will be back mid-January.
I feel like I’m becoming a bit of an expert on self-care. What I used to think of as ‘laziness.’ Here are some of my favourite things to do to help myself through a difficult week. I’d love to hear yours!
- Go to bed at 9pm.
- Go to bed at 8pm with Netflix.
- Put my pyjamas on at 4pm on weekends.
- Drink less overall, but have one night a week getting pleasantly sozzled, having completed steps 2 and 3.
- Have a bath.
- Cancel an engagement.
- Say ‘no’ to things.
- Buy stationery.
- Visit the GP if necessary.
- Take the tablets when necessary.
- Eat delicious, healthy food.
- Eat delicious, unhealthy food.
- Do a Yoga with Adriene on YouTube.
- Read a book from my childhood.
- Doodle while listening to a CD (remember them?).
- Phone/Skype/write to a friend.
- Find where the cat is. Sit with him.
You do not need permission –
if you feel you need permission, you have mine:
to write expensive Christmas cards and buy stamps
to not write any Christmas cards
to get drunk every day over the festive period
to not drink at all
to eat yourself silly
to take it easy and eat fruit every day.
To change your mind.
To spend your time with family and friends
to spend time with your family of choice
to cry when children sing ‘Away in a Manger’
to think it’s lame when children sing ‘Away in a Manger.’
To wake up at 5am to write
to wake at 5am and watch crap TV
to be silent
to have a magical Christmas
to have a rotten season
to look after yourself because you are precious:
know that you are.
‘Do you think maybe you need to go to the Doctor?’
I have asked this more times than I can count. To friends that have seemed more than a little bit down, to family that don’t seem to be able to stop. I’m not sending them for a sore throat or a muscle strain, I’m asking whether they need some medical assistance with their mental health.
Awareness is so much better than it was, but stigma is, in my opinion, as bad as it ever was. Of course no one wants to feel that they can’t get through the day without taking a tablet, doing a meditation, knowing that another counselling session is on its way. But if that is what you need.
If that is what you need.
Last week, someone asked me. And I went.
More next week.