Most days I stay at home. I don’t leave the house. In the past I have spent weeks without stepping foot outside, though these days I try to force myself to breathe fresh air at least once a day, even if it’s just going to get the mail. It’s exhausting going back and forth between wanting to go out and get things done and feeling like I want to curl up under the covers and never come out.
There are certain people in my life who judge me for this issue, thinking that I’m a bad mother for not taking my kids out more often. I’ve been chastised – “They need interaction and stimulation. They are cooped up too much. They need to be exposed to germs so they can build their immune systems.” All good points, but ultimately dealt with. We find ways around our own inadequacies. Whether that means that daddy takes them out after work or we have a big family outing at the weekends, they DO get their time. Putting them in daycare is just another way of getting them what they need.