Change is hard but it can be good. I’ve made done some life-tweaking this fall that has lifted my spirits immensely. Somehow, I got on this blog train 3 and 1/2 years ago and it was smooth sailing until all of a sudden it wasn’t. I felt like a speeding bullet about to derail at any second. When I started blogging, I needed an outlet. I was at home 24/7 with two small children. My husband worked long hours and this was my answer to keeping my sanity.
I loved it.
Suddenly, I’m a Mom of school-aged children, spending hours in the car taking people places, volunteering, and “killing time” between preschool and big school. Nap time has been replaced by quiet time where nine times out of ten I’m attempting some sort of vegan allergy-friendly concoction for the boy. The afternoons are now filled with reading and outdoor play. Blogging has become an early morning or night time activity.
I’m not loving it.
BUT I don’t want to stop. I do have a couple of “free” mornings each week due to preschool. I pictured myself using that time for the blog but instead I’ve chosen to invest it in myself. I was a runner before all of this started and a pretty healthy person. Over the past three years, blogging has replaced exercise and tipped my mental scales out of balance. I’ve always believed in moderation, yet I’m not practicing what I preach.
I’m proud that I’ve never let it interfere with the kids. I’m proud that they don’t associate me with a computer; however, I am trying to create a universe where I can blog AND exercise AND maintain relationships with others.
Does that exist? Maybe.
Running 3 days a week has nearly cured me. Following along on a “light” version of a year-long Bible class is challenging me in a positive way. Mumford and Sons and the iPod are a close third for nurturing the soul.
This isn’t about quitting or about finding an answer or solution. No tips for squeezing the most of the day. I’m just a girl trying to stay content, be a good mom, and do a little good where I can.
My blog is lean at times, my pictures are fodder for photography failure, and I don’t always have the answers. I just want you to know that when you land here, I’m doing my best.