Rain, Rain, Don't Go Away

  

     It's raining in LA.  And we need it.  Well, I need it.  Since I've been feeling this incredible bout of depression, I feel like it's just what the doctor ordered.   Just like the plants and the grass need the rain, so do I.  I need an excuse to stay inside and be allowed to feel bitter and moody, and even cry a little bit.  I need a day, or actually a week, when I can drink coffee all day and wrap myself up in my light green, snuggly and very cute BCBG sweater I've been wanting to wear and never get the chance.  I want to curl up with a good book and avoid public places and hibernate inside with my family.  Snuggling up on the couch and watching cartoons with my kids is like my Prozac.  I want to eat REAL comfort food, not the lowfat kind.  Surprisingly, this episode of depression is met with appetite loss, which is a bit foreign to me, but, hell, I'll take it.

   While LA is a fabulous place to be and to live, it's not conducive to being in a really crappy mood.  Sometimes I need the rain so I don't feel bad about not having my kids outside, at the park, or walking along the beach.  I feel a tremendous amount of guilt when it's beautiful outside and my only excuse for not having a playdate at the park is "I just don't feel like it".  It's not good enough in my book so I drag myself out and put on my 'happy face' and crash when I get home.  Occasionally on a sunny day, I shut all the curtains and blinds and have to pretend it's a shitty day because I think we as humans, or at least, we as mommy's need a rainy day.  We can't be full of joy and sunshine all the time!

     Protecting our right to have a guilt free, "mental health" day is as important to us moms as going to the gym or cooking healthy meals.  I know it makes me a better mom once I have been able to regroup, rest and reinvigorate.  Then I bounce back.  I am usually ready to go again, full-force, and life becomes all about the kids, once again.

     Do you enjoy a BAD MOOD DAY?