This baby-rearing stuff is no joke. No joke whatsoever. Not only are you sleep deprived and can only wear pants with elastic waistbands, but life still must go on as normal as if you’re not walking around like a zombie in stretchy pants. We’ve had some moments here since baby arrived. Those kind of moments. You know, the ones where there seems to be stuff on every surface of everything in your house, it’s 5:38pm and there’s been no thought of dinner, you’ve been holding a fussy baby all day, and you just realized your kid has been outside for 2 hours without sunscreen on an 80* day? Last week had way too many of those moments and by Friday I was googling “low carb cocktails” so I could stick to my diet while achieving a partial escape. Ya……
I have forgotten a lot about babies in the last five years. Like the fact that there is no semblance of a schedule at all. No routine. No normalcy. I forgot all that. It takes a toll, even though I know it won’t be like this for long.
I’ve blown up at my kids and husband my fair share these past weeks. Then it starts the vicious cycle of self-doubt about my abilities, wishing I could handle life better, and bringing the full circle to a close of tears of frustration. Yelling to tears. Full circle. Ya……..
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So when my friend, Farmgirl, was visiting recently she came up with a plan for moms. She thought she was making a joke at the time, but I’m totally stealing this idea and marketing it myself 😉 BUT she said that we mamas always give our kids these incentive charts and goals…like if you make your bed all week you get a sticker. Well, her idea was to give OURSELVES a little sticker chart, and I think she’s brilliant. Girls, we need a sticker chart. We list our challenges; to make dinner more often, to not yell, to practice more patience, to greet our husbands everyday with a kiss instead of a list of begrudgery. (is that even a word?!) Well, either way…we need a chart. And when we fill up seven days or five days or whatever your own personal challenge states, then you get a prize. Yes, a prize. A new maxi skirt, a new iTunes album, a package of unnecessary Sharpies…whatever it is that floats your boat and keeps you motivated to keep on with your goal.
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So I’m setting a goal…no yelling or tears of frustration and sealing it with a smiley sticker. Because it’s all about achieving that goal of stickers and maxi skirts…and a happy family.
Who’s with me? And what’s your goal?