Every Monday I spend the day with my daughter while my husband works. Yesterday, after I put my daughter down for a nap, I was feeling particularly anxious about all of the things that I knew in my mind needed to be done—but that I had not developed a plan for. I decided I wanted to quickly jot down a list. My husband walked in and said, “What are you doing?” I told him that I was making a list and he said, “Can’t you do that at another time? You always do this, and then you’re going to complain about how you didn’t get to rest while the baby was napping.”
I tried to explain to him that I can’t relax with all of these disorganized thoughts in my head. A few minutes later I went to use the restroom. The first thing I noticed was the empty Kleenex box on the back of the toilet. It had been there for a couple of days already, bugging the shit out of me. Then I noticed the soap dispenser was empty. The Q-tip jar was empty. And the trash was full. I tried to take a deep breath and ground myself before going to my husband and pointing out how these are exactly the kinds of things that happen and result in me not being able to rest during my daughter’s nap. It’s like this all the time for me. I asked him if he would consider creating a chore breakdown. We can split everything down the middle. He agreed.
Well, I should wait to celebrate, because it hasn’t happened yet. But even his verbal agreement felt like a step in the right direction. I’ve already seen him stepping up a little more. Yesterday I kindly asked him if he could put the clean sheets back on our bed (after I’d washed, dried, and put away my laundry, our daughter’s laundry, and the towels). He didn’t even argue. This is progress!
In addition to progress on that front, yesterday felt like a productive day in general. My daughter “helped” me load up the car with the pile of things we’d gathered to donate, and then we dropped it off at the Goodwill. Then we brought our car to the car wash place (I bring it to a place where people hand wash it and vacuum it for $18) and we walked from there to Target to pick up a few things. That was nice because it felt like three birds with one stone (car wash, walk, and Target). Then we went home, I put my daughter down for a nap, (made a list, stocked up bathroom), rested, and had lunch. After she woke up we folded and put away all the laundry, watered my plants, and went on another outing to IKEA just for fun. I got my daughter an abacus for $9.99 (score!), I got myself a house plant for our bedroom, and I got my husband some meatballs.
It was a wonderful day.
The last thing I wanted to mention this morning was how special needs my stupid skin is. I swear. I have so many products to try to manage it.
- I recently started taking a dose of children’s Benadryl every day again—something I used to do several years ago. This helps me with skin breakouts on my legs. They’re so gross. If I saw someone else’s legs and they looked like mine, I’d be disgusted. The children’s Benadryl is a low enough dose that it doesn’t make me tired, but it does help relieve the itchiness and swelling of the breakout, which keeps me from picking at it, which helps it heal. Hopefully if I continue taking it regularly, it came become preventative.
- Also for my legs, I have a topical ointment (Burt’s Bees Res-Q Ointment) that I can use on the particularly angry spots. Unfortunately, there are a lot of those right now. I also use Band-Aids to cover them. Otherwise, I will just compulsively attack the angrier spots repeatedly and they never heal.
- In addition to that skin condition, I have a whole other skin condition that causes me distress. On the back of my left pinky finger (so random) and on the backs of several of my toes, my skin overgrows. Basically, it just gets thicker and thicker, like a callous, and while it’s thickening it’s extremely itchy. It’s maddening, especially when paired with the leg bullshit. I have a prescription strength steroid cream that I have to use on those areas to thin the skin back out.
- I also have an extremely oily scalp. This is a constant struggle in a completely different area. I have a Tea Tree special shampoo that helps.
- Finally, I take probiotics to try to help in all of these areas.
So yeah. That’s what I mean by special needs skin.
Until next time <3
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