What does knackered really feel like?
I never knew until I became a parent.
Now I do not know anything else.
Of course that is not entirely true, but it is pretty close.
When I am particularly knackered I whinge.
A bit of whinging really helps, I find.
But then I end up whinging all the time.
So, I embrace feeling knackered.
It can really take away a lot of stress.
Stress about the little things.
For instance, my 18 month old continues to empty the contents from the fridge door, freezer ice tray and the kitchen cupboards all over the kitchen floor.
I continue to bake, pushing containers and packets out of my way as I move around.
I step on blocks of ice melting slowly on the lino and soak my socks.
But I am too knackered to clean it up for the tenth time today.
Better just to let it go, I breath.
Sometimes being knackered is the best thing to be.