Confession time. I’m all touched out.
I’m annoyed. Agitated. Over it.
At any given time I have at least one child on top of me, hanging off me, jumping on me.
There is literally not a moment where I’m untouched.
And it’s been five years in the making!
Eddie is night waking again and Gus has had two weeks of a nasty cough so even the nights have been all consuming.
I know it’s moments when I’m feeling like this, overwhelmed and over touched, that I need some time out. Time for me where no one is touching me. No one!!!
I need to go for a walk without having to push a pram or negotiate a scooter stand off.
I need to sip a coffee without a 20 month old pushing his chubby little hand into my mug and screaming “more, moooooore” at me!
I need to shower without three little bodies wanting to join me.
I need to lay on the couch without someone pulling up my top and giving me raspberries!!!!
But while I know these are things I need, I often put my needs last. And that’s why I hit this point. The point of being all touched out.
Don’t get me wrong, I am an extremely affectionate person and I love my children.
But even the most touch-loving person, needs a break.
So this weekend that’s what I’m going to do. It’ll most likely be just one of the above “needs” but I’m ok with that. I really am.
And those five minutes where I’m not being touched will renew my love and thirst for it all over again.
Do you ever feel touched out? How do you deal with it?