tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post5582831435197893457..comments2023-10-24T22:30:09.683+08:00Comments on tea with lucy: cloudy with a chance of tears. . .tea with lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189192073489440981noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-46672345141433015452014-05-23T21:22:46.555+08:002014-05-23T21:22:46.555+08:00I just came across your blog and this just touches...I just came across your blog and this just touches me to the bottom of my heart! I am still there..younger one just turning 2 1/2 and still wakes up every.single.night. But the fog is slowly lifting, the motivation kicks in and some days the energy to actually bring some of it to frution even shows up too! I am so glad to read this and the following comments...the days where I feel like I am a shadow with a head full of cotton is a normal part of this parenting journey not a one ticket ride to crazy, like it so often feels like!Sara Jakobshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16234299454809822714noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-42860118980879767742014-03-31T19:27:03.188+08:002014-03-31T19:27:03.188+08:00sending kind hugs Rachel. The fog always lifts, a...sending kind hugs Rachel. The fog always lifts, and you can see from all the comments, we are all supporting you. JxJanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09742208566930718143noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-51620546213519546342014-03-26T21:38:34.472+08:002014-03-26T21:38:34.472+08:00Oh Rachel, sleep deprivation is such torture :( Ev...Oh Rachel, sleep deprivation is such torture :( Everything else becomes so difficult to deal with without the energy and motivation sleep brings. The fog will lift... hang in there lovely xxAmandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14697932926715802541noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-14580660000136726202014-03-18T15:58:15.252+08:002014-03-18T15:58:15.252+08:00Goodness, look at all the empathy that your sharin...Goodness, look at all the empathy that your sharing brought forth. There is something in the shared experience which makes motherhood, the painful bits, a little lighter, a little less ... bleak. I remember the solace I felt when a dear friend (and awesome Mother) shared her low lights ... made me feel less alone, less odd, less less. <br /><br />I first wrote to you some months ago asking about your home town as it seems my family would be moving to that glorious place. Well, we certainly are, by mid year. Hooray. We are so looking forward to making it our home. And heres a laugh for you. Having had our three munchkins (baby just turned 5 last June) and got past that thick, soupy, somewhat muddy fog your'e in, Having smugly clapped ourselves on our parental backs for having survived, along comes Whoops. Mmm hm. Baby four, here they come. My advice for all the mothers who are reading this comment, if you think you're done, don't, not even once (yes, once) forget contraception. Sigh...<br /><br />So, whilst appreciating the stomach tugging awfulness of the place you're floundering about in just now, I'm trying valiantly to ignore the all day sickness and leg numbing weariness and hold onto the certainty that comes from lived experience, that it truly does get better. It really does.<br /><br />Hoping our paths may cross (I might need you to remind me!). Be gentle on yourself. Accept all offers of help. Ignore the housework. <br /><br />In solidarity - Katja Katjanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-90482663437216995922014-03-15T03:39:20.541+08:002014-03-15T03:39:20.541+08:00I read this article and scrolled down and saw in F...I read this article and scrolled down and saw in Feb your bubba wasn't sleeping much either. Not sure where you live but back in 2009 with my second baby, Tresillion (NSW) saved my bacon when I just couldn't go on staying up most of the night despite a supportive husband. It was my sister who had to tell me that what I was experiencing with the lack of sleep was not normal. I thought I just had to battle on, make it through, that's what mothers do. I remember coming home the first day after 4 nights at Tresillian and crying with relief when my baby slept. So I would say there is normal sleep deprivation and there is also soul deprivation and only you know which it is, but seek help if it's the later. x Angelahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03895764684844113405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-56751115339759875572014-03-08T13:27:09.476+08:002014-03-08T13:27:09.476+08:00i remember you commenting on a similar post earlie...i remember you commenting on a similar post earlier this year when i was in this place. the dark place. you told me to do whatever gets me through. to you, the same. rest when a moment comes. tea. fresh air. you are nearly out of the fog. big hugs. so much understanding. i am still awake way more in the darkness than i wish to be but remember now that it [slowly] gets better. xxashleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04163154559807391800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-21747105142723112512014-03-08T03:58:17.454+08:002014-03-08T03:58:17.454+08:00Oh Rachel I hear you...big squishy hug to you mama...Oh Rachel I hear you...big squishy hug to you mama. xxcityhippyfarmgirlhttp://cityhippyfarmgirl.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-5901239741714936402014-03-07T07:23:42.923+08:002014-03-07T07:23:42.923+08:00oh my, it can't be coincidence that I clicked ...oh my, it can't be coincidence that I clicked on your blog this morning. last night was the tiredest I have felt since my third baby was born. she is 6 months old and absolutely gorgeous, but is that age where she doesn't want me out of sight, and wants to be held all the time. I love that it is me she wants, but I too feel like I have hit a wall and desperately need sleep! it always feels better to know someone else knows how you feel. ;)michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11370822751034909522noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-46908289702735165482014-03-06T15:48:40.313+08:002014-03-06T15:48:40.313+08:00Crushing tiredness day after day, it's the wor...Crushing tiredness day after day, it's the worst. Love to you xMargrethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09836427330662149705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-11741066144406060472014-03-06T15:00:40.451+08:002014-03-06T15:00:40.451+08:00Oh you took me straight back! Have knowledge that ...Oh you took me straight back! Have knowledge that it DOES end, but take comfort that your not alone and with a simple phone call so many of your friends can lighten your load and allow you a sleep.......xAt Number 32https://www.blogger.com/profile/05545312470881825520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-59088446331837393222014-03-06T13:06:15.421+08:002014-03-06T13:06:15.421+08:00Oh gee...I wish I could take it away for you, I re...Oh gee...I wish I could take it away for you, I really do. Be extra kind to yourself and know this will one day be a distant memory xxxMichellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07654416581850546836noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-34926192495898435462014-03-06T11:54:19.806+08:002014-03-06T11:54:19.806+08:00When I am up in the middle of the night I keep say...When I am up in the middle of the night I keep saying to myself it is ok there is someone else out there doing the same thing as me! I will think of you now in the middle of the night! Hopefully it gets better for you xFaking being a housewifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09891442303036114167noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-88834616033420923092014-03-06T11:03:52.344+08:002014-03-06T11:03:52.344+08:00Sob! I am right there with you, Rachel. It's p...Sob! I am right there with you, Rachel. It's positively AWFUL. Here's a piece I wrote for the Parent Exchange that sums it up for me: http://parenting.kidspot.com.au/child-sleep-and-the-parenting-lottery/#.UxflV4ZcySoMaxabellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15761220164069379437noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-12179684539728819712014-03-06T06:08:28.661+08:002014-03-06T06:08:28.661+08:00Oh, lady! Hang in there. Are you able to book in a...Oh, lady! Hang in there. Are you able to book in a little sleep in or something on the weekend? Or perhaps that isn't enough to even touch the sides. I hope knowing that we all hear you helps a teeny tiny bit. Kellie xx<br />PS You're scaring me. Just a little ...dear olivehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03759035094543810261noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-35399418166324193092014-03-06T05:08:47.114+08:002014-03-06T05:08:47.114+08:00Oh I remember the fog well. Take care of yourself....Oh I remember the fog well. Take care of yourself. Get a break when you can. You are not alone. xyardage girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10244858568306608757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-11425894500631712012014-03-06T03:53:59.910+08:002014-03-06T03:53:59.910+08:00Oh I.feel.your pain xxxx my eldest is 8 soon.and y...Oh I.feel.your pain xxxx my eldest is 8 soon.and youngest 3 I don't think I've had more than 6 hours straight in.8 yrs. It can be so.bloody tough though as you still have to get up and carry on.I Hope you get some Good sleep soon xxxx Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05691700286982451472noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-63717248909158163622014-03-05T20:48:10.494+08:002014-03-05T20:48:10.494+08:00You give me hope Elaina. I think once I'm out ...You give me hope Elaina. I think once I'm out of it, i forget how tough it really was. xtea with lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07189192073489440981noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-80951354049619062292014-03-05T20:44:56.542+08:002014-03-05T20:44:56.542+08:00I miss it too. I used to love 10 solid hours a nig...I miss it too. I used to love 10 solid hours a night!tea with lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07189192073489440981noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-56964788430458412292014-03-05T20:28:54.305+08:002014-03-05T20:28:54.305+08:00Let's do it! xLet's do it! xtea with lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07189192073489440981noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-3861561716470225352014-03-05T19:56:19.319+08:002014-03-05T19:56:19.319+08:00Thanks Leanne. All those things definitely help. L...Thanks Leanne. All those things definitely help. Lovely to hear from you. xtea with lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07189192073489440981noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-62702246354517917912014-03-05T19:23:42.157+08:002014-03-05T19:23:42.157+08:00Oh Rachel, you know I get this so much right now. ...Oh Rachel, you know I get this so much right now. It's the lack of motivation that I find the most distressing because a million things pile up while I wait for the motivation to strike again, which it always does, eventually :-) Hang in there, sending lots of hugs your way... Mel xxxMel @ Coal Valley Viewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00773581188651200076noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-27722680414742942102014-03-05T19:03:18.086+08:002014-03-05T19:03:18.086+08:00Hey Rachel, I hear you. While the sleep thing has ...Hey Rachel, I hear you. While the sleep thing has got better here, the sleep deprivation memories are still fresh... it took becoming a mother for me to understand what they mean about sleep deprivation being torture! Just know you're not alone, it will pass... my fingers are crossed for a change of rhythm very soon for you xxxx Elisa {With Grace and Eve}https://www.blogger.com/profile/11416451148055700239noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-80057598773959758832014-03-05T18:57:28.032+08:002014-03-05T18:57:28.032+08:00no words of wisdom here. it's tough but it pas...no words of wisdom here. it's tough but it passes. and one day soon it'll fade and you'll barely be able to remember. and then they become teenagers and it starts all over again. biggest love xxKatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04234467488696653117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-55506643034043199582014-03-05T18:54:06.864+08:002014-03-05T18:54:06.864+08:00Oh. So hard. I remember. That's why I had to s...Oh. So hard. I remember. That's why I had to stop at 2. Now I think I would have liked a third but back then I just couldn't imagine it. Take deep breaths. Get outside. And if people offer help, take it. So hard to do because you just want to show you're coping. But really, take help. You can pay it back (or forward) in due courseAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16175026532405799644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8326293572199358269.post-34573594524482904402014-03-05T18:50:11.154+08:002014-03-05T18:50:11.154+08:00I I'm just art the same point, 3 kids, young b...I I'm just art the same point, 3 kids, young baby at 6 months, he does not sleep, I don't sleep, very tired, impatient, heavy... hope these days are gone soon.Patriciahttp://caderninho.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com