You're a hair away from imploding due to stress. You don't know how you can manage ONE MORE THING, say nothing about keeping up all the balls you have in the air.
How in the world are you supposed to dig yourself free of the insanity so you can do important things like breathe?
If you're there, you're not alone.
A quick hello to all my wonderful friends! I'm back on the blogosphere...sort of. This is an experiment. Normally I visit 100 to 200 blogging buddies on blogging day, but life has changed yet again, as life does. Per request, here's a sweet little hint as to why:
So I'll be slow getting around to visit everyone. Very slowly. Like 5 blogs a day. But hey, it's a place to start.
For those of you who want more details (because I know there are a few), here you go:
She threatened to come DURING Hurricane Irma, but thankfully all the prayers on our behalf held her in. A week later, and after 24 hours of labor + a home birth that made me once again question why I didn't just opt for a c-section (which would have been mandatory in a hospital), I was handed this little beauty. (And man was I grateful to have her in my arms rather than kicking my ribs.) She goes by "Ally." And she's epic.
Since that moment, I've been sleep deprived and working to get my feet back under not just myself, but my entire family.
The upstairs hasn't been vacuumed for three weeks, which is a slightly big deal with a 2 year old in the house.
Laundry takes all week to get done.
Dinners have been 50% store bought or fast food since she was born.
And all of that (and more) could be greatly discouraging and make me feel like a failure of a mom.
But I don't feel that way.
Not at all.
Every day I fight to get a little more done. Each evening we're a little better than the day before. Our routine is coming back into place and we're even establishing new and better aspects. There are set backs...like my 2 year old who dumps toys EVERYWHERE (especially my room), spills liquids all over the house (milk, juice, spaghetti sauce), sneaks into the vitamins and medicine, and wanders off with important things like makeup & baby necessities. Or there's my ADD 11 year old who periodically needs more watching than the two year old.
BUT the point is, we need to have patience with our circumstances, life, and our ability to achieve. Working toward "perfect" or even just "good" is hard. There are little victories along the way, and we have to celebrate them when they come. We can't get stuck in the overwhelms.
How in the world are you supposed to dig yourself free of the insanity so you can do important things like breathe?
If you're there, you're not alone.
A quick hello to all my wonderful friends! I'm back on the blogosphere...sort of. This is an experiment. Normally I visit 100 to 200 blogging buddies on blogging day, but life has changed yet again, as life does. Per request, here's a sweet little hint as to why:
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| Actually, she's not so little, for a newborn. |
For those of you who want more details (because I know there are a few), here you go:
Since that moment, I've been sleep deprived and working to get my feet back under not just myself, but my entire family.
The upstairs hasn't been vacuumed for three weeks, which is a slightly big deal with a 2 year old in the house.
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| Big sister adores her. |
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| In her handmade, great-grandma dress. |
And all of that (and more) could be greatly discouraging and make me feel like a failure of a mom.
But I don't feel that way.
Not at all.
Every day I fight to get a little more done. Each evening we're a little better than the day before. Our routine is coming back into place and we're even establishing new and better aspects. There are set backs...like my 2 year old who dumps toys EVERYWHERE (especially my room), spills liquids all over the house (milk, juice, spaghetti sauce), sneaks into the vitamins and medicine, and wanders off with important things like makeup & baby necessities. Or there's my ADD 11 year old who periodically needs more watching than the two year old.
BUT the point is, we need to have patience with our circumstances, life, and our ability to achieve. Working toward "perfect" or even just "good" is hard. There are little victories along the way, and we have to celebrate them when they come. We can't get stuck in the overwhelms.
Today, I'm celebrating the fact that I'm going to visit a few friends that I've missed online. One more ball in the air--but it feels more like a helium balloon.
This has been an installment of
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| Huge thanks for hosting Alex Cavanaugh, Tonja Drecker, Diane Burton, MJ Fifield, and Rebecca Douglass!
What victory are you celebrating today? Who is NaNo-ing? And have you had any fabulous cheeses while I've been away?
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