Goodnight 36…

Goodnight 36…

As I lay down my head on the last day of my 36th year I wanted to think back on this wonderous year…

In a great green life there was a book and a big, blue monster truck…

And a picture of four little kiddos jumping to the moon…

And there were two little nieces loved just to pieces…

And a pair of pooches and a little flocked tree…

And dishes and laundry and a bowl full of rush…

And a quiet wise owl whispering hush.

Goodnight book…

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Goodnight blue monster truck.

Big Blue Monster Truck

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Goodnight four little kiddos jumping to the moon.

Four little kiddos

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Goodnight fun road trips and all the beaches…

Roadtrips

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Beaches

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Goodnight two little nieces loved just to pieces.

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And goodnight pooches.

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Goodnight little flocked tree.

Little Flocked Tree

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Goodnight laundry.

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Goodnight Pink-eye and good riddance.

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Goodnight 2nd Annual Holiday Cheer.

2nd Annual Holiday Cheer

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And goodnight laundry. Why oh why are you always here?

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Goodnight twins’ first soccer season and She is Beautiful 10K Run.

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She is Beautiful

 

 

 

 

 

 

Goodnight Disneyland.

Disneyland

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

and goodnight dear cousins and friends, I love you each and every one.

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Goodnight laundry there you are again.

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Goodnight cabin.

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And goodnight to the quiet wise owl whispering hush because I love you this much.

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Goodnight 11 years as I know many more will come.

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Goodnight first preschool performance.

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and goodnight to my 36th year it was a blessed one.

Goodnight sun

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wishing all of you another year full of love,

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November Lessons 2014 Style – Juggling

November Lessons 2014 Style – Juggling

November

I guess the good thing you guys is that I am learning something here. Slowly, oh so slowly these lessons are sinking in and leaving me a stronger, wiser human. Not to say I am not making some of the same mistakes twice, I am human after all, but I catch myself in the mistake now and say, “Uh-oh, here I go again.” and I redirect myself, you guys.

That is it, like parenting a toddler, I redirect myself and that is still learning. Catching yourself, being aware and making quicker steps to resolve what is happening. And so with all this wiser knowledge I bring you my November lessons (the wiser in this sentence is intended to be sarcastic, we really need to design some sarcastic font):

Click to go to NY Mom's World Blog - original source for this photo
Click to go to NY Mom’s World Blog – original source for this photo

1. All the things

So I have a problem that I know all my readers are aware of; I try to do all the things. Before you scold me, listen. I have done all the things so far in life until recently. That is what tricks us into thinking we can do all the things.

As a kid we do all the things. We play, go to school, have friends, spend time with family, play a sport maybe and it is mostly seemingly successful. As a young adult we do the same things and just juggle in some bill paying, house cleaning and in a short time we swap out school and a low paying job for just a job. Then slowly we add in a relationship (for some of us, some people don’t want a serious relationship and that is totally fine) and possibly some kids.

So let’s get to that part for a second. I got married, went back to grad school while I was teaching and had a baby. Now I shifted to working part-time while I did this the second year, but I still juggled all the balls pretty successfully. I added another child and took on an out of the home full-time job and still juggled all the balls pretty successfully. See this tricky life, making you think you can juggle all the things.

Then, I went and had twins. Wha-bam! Balls started falling to the ground all over the place. I was surviving said juggling failures and learning that life is about learning from mistakes and there is beauty in the mess, blah, blah, blah. I know I shouldn’t blah, blah over the sentimental wise stuff, but you have heard all that before in my previous lessons.

So here is where, I got tricked you guys…I had been juggling all the things, I started dropping a few balls thinking oh you are supposed to drop a few it’s okay, and then I started to add more things. A blog, a turtle, a dog, Holiday Cheer, a side business and then it became just sheer chaos.

You can't tell by these two right now that it is chaotic around here.
You can’t tell by these two right now that it is chaotic around here. P.S. the puppy does have her own bed she chooses to sleep as close to our other dog as she possibly can without our other dog moving away.

So here I am neck-deep in the chaos and I am not sure I can let anything go, but taking care of myself at this point. Those of you who see me on a regular basis are seeing that is the case because my weight is back on these days. Mind you, I am also writing this at 4 in the morning while drinking a coke – yep that ball has dropped my friends, and like Jack Handy says, when you drop your keys in hot lava let them go, let them go because they are gone!

I have made some mistakes at work this past week that I am not happy about; mistakes I would not have made four and a half years ago. I wallowed in them a bit, but I learned from them and adjusted things so as not to make those mistakes in the future.

Giving up one of my other things though isn’t really an option for me. I love being a mother. The kids are for the most part doing pretty darn fabulous I might say. Two successful parent conferences, and the twins speech therapist wants me to teach parenting classes, so I must be doing something right even if I do forget to comb both the twins hair most days. I love being a wife and adore my husband. Honey please stay married to me even though I am terrible about refilling the soap – I know that drives you crazy and that you have to do all the dishes all the time – I love you dearly I am just a bad juggler.

Love my husband

I love writing this blog. It is sporadic at times and that is because I am juggling other things, but this is important to me. Writing in here keeps me real, keeps me open and ensures that I continue to shatter the walls of perfection, by just being who I am out loud for all to see. Maybe in me doing that others will, too. Take off your masks and let’s all just be bad jugglers together and help each other pick up the dropped balls.

My side business is my dream job, as hard as it is at times, so I have to keep pursuing that; even if it never pans out more than what I am doing now.

And the day job keeps my family fed, a roof over our heads, and really is a fantastic job because I am able to work from home. I mean really I can’t let either of my jobs go by the wayside.

So, I have decided that I may not be able to do all things well, but I have to keep trying to do all the things I have right now the very best I can. That is all I can do, that and make sure I never let myself get a puppy again. She is cute, but that one really tipped the scales in my time management.

2. Find your tribe

Girls weekend update, for those of you that haven’t heard – it was glorious.

Friendship has always been tricky for me. When we moved away from my soul mate, best friend in the fourth grade I didn’t ever let myself get close to another human like I did with her. This past two years, I have worked to make some solid friendships and rekindle some important, older ones. I have found a tribe of friends that I cannot live without.

These fabulous, amazing, kind, forgiving women are all so important to me. They support my craziness, love me any way (that is a big one because you see from the above lesson I am a horrible juggler which means I can sometimes seem like a flaky friend), and they show up all the time.

I had two of them check in on me this week just to check in! Amazing feeling.

girls weekend

The husband asked what I wanted to do for my birthday, and I told him I wanted to throw a little party and he about fell off the couch. I am pretty sure the look of shock on his face matched the one he had when my obstetrician told him we were having twins.

But, that is just it; I can’t imagine having a birthday without my people. My people are so much a part of my life now. I love all my people. So if you don’t get an invitation it is because I am a bad juggler and do what my people do: just invite yourselves over for dinner, really that is what my people do and I love them even more for it.

my tribe

3. It is none of your business what people think of you

One of my dear friends tells me and others all the time, “It is none of your business what other people think of you.” For a while I have to admit this saying bothered me. Not the way that you think either, I wasn’t worried so much about doing certain things because of what people would think of me; I mean I leave the house in sweatpants and a ponytail. I was more worried that people wouldn’t think I was kind. Being kind to others is important to me and that was my worry. I thought if I didn’t always do the right thing by way of being kind or courteous to other people then that was an issue and so I worried about what people thought because I wanted to make sure their needs were being met.

But here is the thing; I am constantly telling my daughter to stop telling everyone else what to do and do what she needs to do and everything will fall into place. That is the same thing as not making it your business what other people think of you.

How is it the same? Well if you just do the best you can and always try to be the kind of person that you want to be then everything will fall into place.

See I have worked at being the kind of human I want my kids to become and in doing that I have made friends and rebuilt old friendships. I have started giving back to other people and always try to put kindness first. Do I sometimes still lose my temper or put my frustration before my compassion – of course. But I try to remedy any issues that may cause and I have learned that even when you make mistakes people see you for what you really are anyway. Be yourself and worry about yourself, the rest will fall into place.

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4. Personal Grace

This one is simply said, but difficult to put into practice. I mentioned earlier how I made some mistakes this week, well offering myself grace was incredibly difficult. I had one of my worst bouts with depression in twenty years. I couldn’t offer myself grace or compassion. I was angry, frustrated, disappointed, and well I felt plain worthless. I took that out on those I loved most because when I was feeling those things it was clear to those I live with. They saw it. They felt it.

If instead I I had just said to myself – “you made a mistake, how do you fix it? Okay, let’s fix it and not make the same mistake again” and then moved on – no big deal. It was because I wallowed in it, let myself be so disappointed and frustrated that caused all the trouble.

Grace, offer yourself grace for your mistakes and it really is an easier road.

And that my dear readers wraps up my November lessons. I need to keep on keeping on, offer myself grace because really when I am juggling all the things that is pretty impressive and when something drops I pick it back up again – also pretty impressive. So my life is carefree compared to the struggles of others; it is still my life and my struggles therefore it is okay if I wade through some days instead of surfing the tide. My wise friend who tells me not to concern myself with what others think of me also tells me that everyone is just doing the best they can and I think she might be right about that, too.

Doing the best I can each day,

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Sister's Baby
Sister’s Baby

 

P.S. I know this shouldn’t be a P.S. but seeing a baby being born is one of the best things ever. My sister had her second baby this month and she let me stay in the delivery room – I know she is amazing – and I was able to see this sweet baby come into the world. Unbelievable, so earth shatteringly cool. 

 

 

11 years…

11 years…

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Recently at a therapy appointment, it came up that my 11th wedding anniversary was coming up. My therapist congratulated me and then asked, “Wow that is a little over a decade, is there anything you would do differently in those 11 years?”

I thought for a moment, because that is what you are supposed to do in therapy is really think about your answers. “No,” I said, “There is nothing that I would do differently. I miss teaching, but the job I have now has taught me so much about myself and provided so well for my family I am really grateful for it being a part of my life. So no I wouldn’t change a thing.”

She was pretty impressed that I wouldn’t do anything differently.

And I really wouldn’t.

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The 5 best things to ever happen to me happened in the past 11 years. My husband and my four babies.

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My husband, while he can infuriate me as all husbands are able to do to their wives, he is the best husband for me on the planet. I am so grateful to have him in my life. He is my best friend, a great husband and super dad.

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This man knows me better than I know myself. He knows when he has to get me food before I am HANGRY (hungry + angry). He knows if he needs to pick up dinner before I even call to see when he will be home. This man is truly awesome.

The other day he walked into our closet to see me sitting on the floor crying. He just looked at me with concern and I said, “I don’t think I can go out there today. I am not sure I can do this today.”

He just got down on the floor with me and wrapped his arms around me. After holding me for a minute he said, “Do you need a break?”, to which I nodded.

Without saying another word I knew he would find time for me to be one my own so that I could have that break.

He supports everything I do; he even follows my CRAZY BLOG. I love that man.

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So today 11 years after we said I do, I would do it all over again, exactly the same way in a heart beat.

I do

I love you sweet husband – thank you for the past 11 years – here’s to many more to come.

Love,

Me