That Sinking Feeling ...

So last week I was feeling a bit down. This week I seem to have been smacked in the face with a full blown depression. I hate feeling like this.

When I look in the mirror I see a big fat ugly hippo staring back at me. This is not good. I have been trying so hard for so long to stay focused on not having feelings like this, but this week I seem to have lost the battle.

Thank God for my lovely boys. Even Sean has been feeling all cuddly wuddly snuggly buggly this week (he has had a virus and it's nice to know he still wants a cuddle, even if it is only because he's been feeling under the weather). Ethan tells me every day that I am beautiful. Somehow I believe it more from him than I do from anyone else.

If I had a mind too, I could go and get some antidepressants from the doctor, but they're no good if you don't take them regularly, and I know I won't take them regularly, so there's no point. I am trying to stay positive ... I've started back at the gym and I felt much better last night after I'd been ... and I'm trying to keep busy. What more can I do?

Anyway, if I seem a bit quiet over the next few weeks, this is probably why. I'm not really feeling much like chatting or doing anything much. I am going to try and focus on ME time. Make some cards. Do some sorting out. Spend time with the kids.

So, on that note, I'm switching off my computer and going to bed. But not until I've shared a couple of pics of my gorgeous little Ethan. I took these this evening, in the car at Sainsburys after we'd done a bit of shopping ...