On Tuesday morning, I noticed my hands were splotchy. Then my arms. Then my legs started to itch. Then my fingers started to swell. Yep, I was breaking out in hives.
I was hosting a lunch event at work, so I had to wait to do anything about it until the afternoon (give me a Benadryl and you won’t see me for at least 24 hours). By then, they were gone. They came back Wednesday. This time, they came in the morning and the afternoon. And the evening.
I’ve gotten hives before. Normally there is something physical that triggers it (once it was a sucker?!) but the underlying cause seems to be stress. I don’t know what triggered these but when I stop to think about it, yes, I have definitely been stressed.
In fact, I’ve had on my “to-do” list to write a post on this topic for a couple weeks now. A post about how I’ve done again what I always seem to do – take on too much. But, since I was juggling so much, I didn’t have time to do what I wanted; write. I started to get stressed about this (“I haven’t written a Mother’s Day blog post!”) but then I had to stop myself and remember that this is supposed to be something I like to do, something for me. When it stresses me out, it’s time to take a break. A philosophy I need to adopt in more aspects of my life.
My parents watched AJ for a couple hours this weekend and Chris and I went on a day-date. As we were sipping wine outside a local restaurant I commented how it felt like we were on vacation. It really did. I couldn’t remember the last time we sat down on a Saturday and just did “nothing” rather than spend it cleaning, running errands, working on house projects and such. Aren’t the weekends supposed to be for taking a break??
Summer is just around the corner, which means my favorite kind of weather, pool days, runs, picnics and hopefully a little vacation. I’m going to try my best to slow down, spend as much time as possible with AJ, and enjoy a mini-vacation whenever I can.