Life with your spouse shouldn’t be a competition. A 'who does more than the other' battle.
Sometimes splitting the load doesn’t mean things are 50/50. Some days it may be 60/30 and others it may be 90/10. We all need help sometimes, and let’s face it, none of us can do this alone.
If you’re a single parent and you’ve figured out how to rock it on your own, I am so entirely proud of you. I can only imagine how hard, exhausting, and physically and mentally draining it can be. You’re doing a good job, and it’s okay to ask for a break often. You aren’t meant to always go it alone, and you don’t have to. Your tribe is out there, and they will find you.
I, on the other hand, require a fair amount of help.
Don't get me wrong, I am insanely self sufficient. I enjoy being the one to do all the things most days. Putting together toys, mending boo-boo's, keeping the house running, doing the shopping, the errand running, choring every morning.
Other times, I start to feel like I'm suffocating. The laundry, the dishes, the toys, heck, even the kids have me feeling like I may just be drowning. I try really hard to make sure I go to Brett on a peaceful and calm level when I just can't seem to keep going it on my own. Asking him for help is something I really don't enjoy doing. He's the one that works long hours and has to be able to drive long, late hours.
If I want to, I can squeeze in a nap most days with the kids. I can control my schedule and how crazy or toned down, for the most part, things are.
I know I can't always do it on my own, and he's always more than willing to help, if I would just ask for it.
It's something I'm getting better at, but I'm still a work in progress. Most all of us are, and that's okay. It takes a lot of work to become the person we really aspire to be; the person God created us to be. We all have a purpose, something inside us just waiting to be watered, nurtured, loved, and cared for.
Don't forget to ask for and accept help when the opportunity arises. You don't have to be a superhero. You don't have to continue pouring from an empty cup. You matter, your mental health matters, and asking for help isn't something to be ashamed of.