Admittedly the first week of anything is easy. I mean you’re all excitement and enthusiasm and usually you have some results to feel good about.
For me, week one means I now have a list of concrete goals and actions. I lost three pounds, packed up clothes for our move, made a plan for five weeks of meals, and groceries and finally budgeted my time and money to create The Master Plan to achieve said goals. Pretty good week huh? I was pretty pumped until about ten o’clock Saturday night when the only thing I was, was exhausted at the prospect that I had JUST BEGUN.
Needless to say, the giddy excitement I felt last Sunday night is a little dimmer this week. Which means it is time for determination and gratitude.
Today I recovered with my family. I focused on how grateful I was not only for time, but for the amazing little (and big) people that live within my four walls. My Girl and I had lunch together. My Baby and I played a little Wii. My Middle Son sat with me and wrote thank-you notes for his birthday gifts. Then, when he wasn’t looking, I just stared at him for a while. The Husband and I budgeted our lives and then spent just a few minutes talking about what we were building for ourselves and our children. I am grateful for the abundance I already have and the blessings I have that will allow me to build more.
Tonight I will go to bed with a clear head, because I am planned well for all that lies ahead on the road to where I am going. Tomorrow I will wake up and remind myself how great things already are where I am.
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