The Weight of Responsibility

Sharon

The Weight of Responsibility

Sharon
(Editor's Note: We welcome Sharon, who cares for her mom, to our blogging team today. You can connect with Sharon on her profile page: @srhall419.)

gym-546138_640Sometimes I feel the weight of being responsible for anticipating my Mom's every need is more than I can hold up on my shoulders. She will not even ask for a sweater if she feels chilly, I have to notice her hands drawn up into her shirt sleeves. I could understand if I ranted and raved every time she asked for something, but quite the opposite is true. What makes me want to rant and rave is her inability to speak up for herself when she needs something.

I am truly feeling the pressure of being with her 24/7 for the last year and a half. I have had three nights away from her since she moved in with us. I discuss if she would like a little vacation from us and she replies, "Well, if you think that is best, I will do it." Which, of course makes me feel like Brunhilda the Bossy.

I have finally decided that I am going to take her to daycare for four hours twice a week. We have an appointment tomorrow to see the doctor and have the paperwork completed. I am hoping I can let go of some of the resentment building up by giving us both a break from each other.