Jason is down from a cold again. I'm still not feeling well, either. Our immune system must have been weakened by the stress and tiredness of looking after little monkeys. When we are tired, we tend to be impatient towards them as well. Not good.....
I think it started from the constant anxiety and anger to my unfair treatments at work since I went back to work from maternity leave. And probably a bit of so-called "winter blue". Because I'm quite sure I've been suffering from a mild form of depression. However long I sleep, I'm still tired. I must admit that I don't like house work in general. But I've felt more stress from the ideas I have to keep our house running. We have a cleaner and I don't have to worry about cleaning is one good thing. But for example I feel so stressed to put up washed clothes or put away dried ones and I've often turned my eyes from the piles of dirty clothes. I've also had a problem of encouraging myself to prepare meals. I often don't feel like cooking at all and it's now very difficult to think about balanced diet.... (It must be one of the reasons of our poor health....) Not good....
On weekend, I go out with kids for a couple of hours in order to leave Jason to have his own time. When I do this, I feel it's not different from one of the normal week days and I feel more tired. When Jason is looking after kids, I also hide myself in a bedroom to be alone. We hardly ever have time together on weekend. Not good....
Aratakara and I joined Mayumi, Mana and Hugo this Sunday afternoon. We went to a cafe while Takara was sleeping, then went to the church for the Children services. When Arata saw the bear in front of the church, he started to cry and insisted he didn't want to go. I brought him home and I only took Takara to the services.
It's always Takara who makes us smile. Today, he was really fun as usual. As he reacts towards everybody with a good sense of humour (can we say this to 1 year old boy?), even 4 year old Mana, who played with him most of the time today, kept giggling. Mana said, "I want to play with Oli more" and kissed him when we had to go home. It was the best compliment from a small Japanese girl!
Takara remembered he played the drum last time he was at church.
Today, he went up to the stage, by the time the live music was over and no musicians were around, picked up sticks and hold them in each hand, then started to hit the drum in a proper manner. I was so impressed!