Is Anybody Home?

I've been on a little break for the past week.  I'm going to call it a mental health break.  Sometimes when you've just been going and going and going and going, with seemingly no end in sight, it's important to carve time out to regroup.  I'm quickly learning how easy it is to wear yourself out as a new mother.  The other day I was so exhausted, I don't even know how I was driving (of course I wasn't driving with the baby).  I felt like I was on some sort of sleep aid, just floating around, not really plugged in to what was going on around me.  That day I knew that it was time for me to take a breather.  It's funny how after having a baby, my body can now go on an average of two months of minimal sleep and rest before crashing.  I definitely felt this one coming.  The more worn down I get, the longer it takes me to make simple decisions, like what shoes to wear, or  how to comb my hair.  Last week I paced back and forth on the condiments aisle in the store for 10 minutes trying to decide what salad dressing to buy ( it was a tie between balsamic vinaigrette and raspberry vinaigrette).  Then later that night, I found myself mindlessly channel surfing, not really watching anything, but just in a zombie mode.  I'm not even 100% sure that this post makes any sense, but I figure I'd better get back in the swing of things before my mental health week becomes a mentally checked out month.