how to cope
Reach out for support.
Life was good. Until it wasn't. Because something that I can only refer to as stroke-like symptoms started to take over me, seemingly out of nowhere. A Mumford & Son's song blared in the background (I had just come home from a month long tour across the southern U.S. with them,) as I started to lose feeling in the left side of my body. First in my hand, palm and up my arm, then in my foot, calf, thigh and entire left leg. I wanted to tell my guy that something was happening to me, but I struggled to get any tangible words out of my mouth.
I've come to learn that the best parenting I can offer at certain times is to give myself a time out. This gets significantly easier as my kids get older. It's when I realize that my kids are being kids and sometimes that just means loud craziness and it's me who needs some down time.