Skip to main content

'Remember that blog you used to have?'

This blog has been on my mind the last week. I've been feeling like I need to start writing again and this was confirmed when my mother-in-law asked, 'Remember that blog you used to have?' 

So I've tracked it down and logged back in and was rereading some old posts. The end of the most recent post made me laugh and then made me want to cry. I had finished the post with making a goal to update this blog weekly. That was a year and a half ago... I guess I've missed a few weeks! 

So where do I start? At the end of 2013 my amazing husband got a great promotion and I was able to leave my full-time job to be a stay-at-home mom. This is something I have wanted to do since the moment I found out I was pregnant with our first child. Fast forward to 2 kids that were 5 and 3 and that dream finally became a reality. My last few weeks of working I was so excited to finally be able to get into a routine, have a clean house, have family meals every night... Etc. I quickly realized that was not reality. I didn't know how to make that happen. I didn't know how to be a 'stay-at-home mom'. Well now that I have a year under my belt I've discovered I still don't! 

While I have improved in some areas, I still haven't gotten into a routine which effects having a clean house and family mealtime - among other thing.  I frequently feel like I'm still so busy, still living a chaotic life. It shouldn't be that way. I've been considering myself a stay-at-home mom but really I'm a 'run-around-trying-to-do-everything' mom. Anything that comes up I think, 'ooo I'm not working, I could do that.' My oldest is now in school and on days I have no where to go I have absolutely no idea what to do with my spunky energetic 4yr old girl. When I think about taking time to do the things I like to do or taking care of ME, I immediately think, 'I don't have time for that'. Really?? Why?? Why don't I have time? Because with no schedule , no routine, doing different things every day, every week - nothing gets done. If I start a project I end up walking into another room and remember something else I was supposed to do. Then I start working on that until I remember, 'oh yeah, I need to .......' Then there's the always rushing to get out of the house because I'm late for whatever I was supposed to do that day. Then rushing to leave that place because I forgot I said I would also do something else. Ah!!! I'm going crazy just typing this! 

So here's the big question... Why do I live like this? Well, frankly... Because I don't know any other way...  When I first started this blog I was stuck in 'crisis mode'. Now I'm stuck in 'chaotic mode' ... The same mode I was in working full time with both my husband and I having chaotic work schedules and the kids going to different babysitters each day, figuring out who was going to pick them up and when we'd all have a day to spend together. I don't know how to have a routine and a regular schedule. Actually the idea of it makes me anxious. 

While talking with my older and wiser sister, she advised me to take it one thing at a time. I have a picture in my head of what I want, and I'm going to focus on 1 or 2 small aspects at a time. The first is going to bed at a reasonable time so I can be not only functional, but productive in the mornings. (FYI: it's 1:30am... Guess I'll start tomorrow, I mean tonight... You know what I mean...)

To anyone reading this, I challenge you to hold me accountable to this. Ask me how I'm doing and what time I've been going to bed. Also, if I haven't posted in awile, feel free to say, 'hey, remember that blog you used to have?' 

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Gettin' real..

Well, I got on Facebook this morning and thanks to FB memories, I discovered it's been over a year since my last post. You were all supposed to remind me that I was supposed to be writing regularly and going to bed at a decent time. Guess you're all busy like I am :) I left off last post saying I was going to work on improving one area of my life at a time in order to have a less chaotic day to day lifestyle. First step, go to bed at a decent time. Well... so much for that. The only thing I worked on this last year was bringing a little guy named Oliver into our family. He was born about 3 months ago and we're all head over heals for him. However, he's definitely not helped with the bed time.  So, Its time to get real... I have a confession to make. I'm guilty of being a Facebook faker. I think most of us are to an extent and I think that is ok. In order to not annoying my Facebook 'friends', I do the best I can to stay away from negativity and anyt

10 Week Plan for Decluttering

Confession. Most of this has been written for 3 days. Ive been putting off finishing and posting it because then it will be real...and I'll actually have to do it.... So, last week I wrote about needing to declutter. Here's my plan of action. I read a blog post early this week that got me thinking. It was '52 weeks to a decluttered home'. She broke down her house into 52 different projects and worked on 1 per week. At first, I loved the idea. It seemed simple and easy to accomplish. Then the more I thought about it the more I realized I do not want to be decluttering  this house for a year!! Now, I realize in order to keep the house decluttered it has to be an on going thing but Id rather get to a reasonable place quickly, then try to maintain.  So rather than 52 small projects (like one bookshelf) per week, Im going to break it down by room and based on the amoumt of decluttering that needs to happen, give myself a time frame. For example, my front room has 2 tiny tab

Drop the weights

Have you ever watched a reality TV weight loss competition? There was one in particular that I liked to watch. They always did the same challenge toward the end of every season, after the contestants had lost a significant amount of weight. They would have to compete in a race, but with a twist. At the beginning of the race they would have to pick up different size weights, one for each week that represented the weight they had lost that week. They loaded up, strapping them on until they were back up to their starting weight. It was always interesting to watch. In the short time that it had taken to lose it all, they had forgotten what the extra weight left like. Even though their muscles were stronger, the added weight made it a lot more difficult to run. Throughout the race there were different “checkpoints” were they would drop a weight, one week of weight loss. As they dropped the weights they were able to see an instant change. One they hadn't noticed the first time they los