**journal entry nothing about the boys or cute photos of them or me or Bryan or Lola. A little boring maybe.
I have working on a few things about myself. Changing habits is hard business.
I am working on having more patience. It seems the more I try to work on it, the more it is tried. For example, boys will get out of bed 20 times instead of the usual 5.
I am also working on planning and cooking more meals at home. I have found that having a plan for the week days works pretty well for me. Meal planning goes by the wayside when I am pregnant/have a newborn. This time, it took a little longer to get back to "normal."
I also am working on ignoring household stuff to have "fun." Like the dishes need to be done but I went on a walk with the family and then we watched a movie as a family. As soon as Benjamin is asleep, I get to do the dishes instead of climbing in my bed with one of the books I picked up from the library this week.
I am working on reading for myself. I read so many kid books and think of all the things I could be doing...because once I start a book, the world keeps on going around me. So really what I am working on is reading and still functioning as a wife and mother.
I'm working on crafting. I like sewing. I don't do it nearly enough. I (finally) finished Bryan's blanket. And he very willingly shares it with everyone. It is big enough that if we are all on the big couch together we can share it nicely. Isaac and Benjamin love to share it during the day too. But 5 boys and a dog and a husband need my time more than my sewing machine does...and I get frustrated when I get interrupted or if I can't find the time to finish something (I'm also working on that). I like hoodie towels because I get to sew and it gets finished in about an hour (usually more because of the interruptions) but it gets done and I like that.
I am working on lots of things. Even more that I am not ready to share and might not ever be willing to share. I know I will always be "working" on something about me. I am happy with who I am and I am confident but I know there is room for improvement. And I really don't care what people think about me and I still want to change. I am having a hard time wrapping my mind around that one. If I am confident and happy, why would I want to change?
Because I know I can be better.
Now to figure out how to teach that to my boys!
I have working on a few things about myself. Changing habits is hard business.
I am working on having more patience. It seems the more I try to work on it, the more it is tried. For example, boys will get out of bed 20 times instead of the usual 5.
I am also working on planning and cooking more meals at home. I have found that having a plan for the week days works pretty well for me. Meal planning goes by the wayside when I am pregnant/have a newborn. This time, it took a little longer to get back to "normal."
I also am working on ignoring household stuff to have "fun." Like the dishes need to be done but I went on a walk with the family and then we watched a movie as a family. As soon as Benjamin is asleep, I get to do the dishes instead of climbing in my bed with one of the books I picked up from the library this week.
I am working on reading for myself. I read so many kid books and think of all the things I could be doing...because once I start a book, the world keeps on going around me. So really what I am working on is reading and still functioning as a wife and mother.
I'm working on crafting. I like sewing. I don't do it nearly enough. I (finally) finished Bryan's blanket. And he very willingly shares it with everyone. It is big enough that if we are all on the big couch together we can share it nicely. Isaac and Benjamin love to share it during the day too. But 5 boys and a dog and a husband need my time more than my sewing machine does...and I get frustrated when I get interrupted or if I can't find the time to finish something (I'm also working on that). I like hoodie towels because I get to sew and it gets finished in about an hour (usually more because of the interruptions) but it gets done and I like that.
I am working on lots of things. Even more that I am not ready to share and might not ever be willing to share. I know I will always be "working" on something about me. I am happy with who I am and I am confident but I know there is room for improvement. And I really don't care what people think about me and I still want to change. I am having a hard time wrapping my mind around that one. If I am confident and happy, why would I want to change?
Because I know I can be better.
Now to figure out how to teach that to my boys!