Meltdown

Walking with an irritable, overstimulated and exhausted toddler is like carrying a ticking time bomb. It is only a matter of time until it goes BOOM, and you are left dealing with the shrapnel. So you hope and pray that the bomb goes off in the comfort of your home. This tense situation is the reason I stopped going shopping with my little girl at lunch time. It was just a recipe for disaster. Sleep is like the ocean, sometimes it comes subtly, other times, it rages and turns calm water into volatile waters. One minute she is calm, and the next she is on the floor wailing, all because she wants to sleep.

After 1pm, you will rarely find me tagging along Miss K. If we didn’t go together in the morning, I go by myself. And shop in peace, while she takes her afternoon nap in peace. This arrangement works for everyone.

Going shopping when hungry is a horrible idea. Everything calls out your name, and your otherwise disciplined body wants everything that it lays its eyes on. You go from craving chapati, to ice cold soda, to chocolate, to ice cream. to chevda,  to chips. And you ask your body, ‘Who are you? How can you possibly desire all these things at once?’ The thing is, hunger just wants to be sated. It makes you desperate. You become like an indecisive little child who doesn’t want to share. Your body screams ‘Mine!’ every time you pass an item that it likes. It has a meltdown.

If you give in to the all the cravings, they taste good while you are eating them but a few minutes later, you belch and bile rises to the top of your oesophagus. You are instantly disgusted by your actions. Regret fills your belly.

To avoid the meltdowns and body tantrums, I have identified my triggers. Hunger is one of them. So I try to go shopping when I am full. I have my oat smoothie or sweet potatoes before I leave the house to avoid eating a mandazi later. When I am hungry, mandazis look like manna and Quail looked to the Israelites in the desert. Heavenly.

There’s an exhaustion that sleep cannot solve. This fatigue doesn’t befall you overnight like a thief in the night, it fills up slowly like the waning drops of rationed water in a bucket. It takes being aware of your emotions and fatigue levels every day or week to notice the exhaustion, before you find yourself in a meltdown.

Understanding when you are most vulnerable helps you to be proactive, this minimizes your chances of having a meltdown.

Published by bibi2be

I am a wife to be, a beautiful bride making my way to the aisle. I have less than 6 months to get there, a day at a time. He put the 3 diamonds on my finger 6 months ago and so far so GREAT!!It has been the most beautiful journey ever. 'Life is a journey' are the wise words a friend shared with me that have made practical sense to me. I live my life a day at a time, with the end goal in mind. My resolve is enough to carry me through the day as for tomorrow and the days to come....I hear that HIS mercies are new every morning and should be quite sufficient to cover me in the days to come. So, I do not lack foresight...OH NO..In fact it is the opposite, I have just learnt to manage my expectations and enjoy my sphere of control:) I double up as the bride of Christ...He is my lover, my friend, at the center of my very existence. He is the reason I smile, the reason I have the strength to go the extra mile. He is my X-Factor, the reason that I will succeed and shine:) This blog is about my journey in life as I figure out my path to the aisle, to the other side of the wedding and most importantly to the other side of this very temporary life. When life overwhelms me,I wait for my sunshine:) as [caption id="attachment_6" align="alignnone" width="300" caption="I smile and wave!!"][/caption] Enjoy the journey of an extraordinary lady following her Master, fulfilling His mission and loving her mate! Bibi2be:)

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