Time to Cut Mama Some Slack

I came to the realization tonight that it's time for me to cut myself some slack. I don't usually cross-share information between my blogs, but I posted a similar message on my Special Kid, Special Parent blog tonight. I have all these lofty goals to lose weight, to get myself organized and to basically have control of my life, but I'm stressing myself out! I can't get everything done right now. I can take baby steps. I can make progress. I can celebrate the small things. Besides, big things are just a bunch of little things all stuck together, right?

My main focus right now is on parenting my special needs daughter. She takes a lot of energy and time right now. I still need to take care of me, and I will, but I'm not going to beat myself up if things aren't perfect. If the dishes don't get done or the laundry isn't put away, but I'm spending time helping my little one to talk, then I haven't wasted my time. Sometimes I forget to give myself credit for all that I do accomplish in a day instead of just focusing on what I don't get done. So, it's time to change. Going forward, I'm going to give myself a break and stop being so critical of myself. I'm going to focus my energy on things that truly matter. The other stuff will get done when it gets done and not before.



This picture always makes me smile. It's from one of my favourite places in the world.

Sick and tired of being...sick and tired.

PICTORIAL REVIEW
Originally uploaded by George Eastman House

My little darling got sick this week and when she's sick, she's all about Mama. Daddy is the cool parent, but when she's sick, she would rather snuggle with me than him. She will climb into my bed in the middle of the night and lay on top of me and go back to sleep. I'm always surprised to wake up with the weight of a two year old pinning me to the bed. The fact that I can stay asleep when she climbs into bed should give you an indication of how tired I have been.

Now I know why I was feeling lethargic last week. My body must have been fighting off the illness--too bad it lost that fight today. I woke up coughing and I felt lousy all day. I had a huge list of things that I wanted to get done this weekend but instead spent much of my time in bed, putting most of the chores off to a time when I feel better. Of course, looking at the chaos that is my house, I don't feel better at all. Here's hoping I feel better enough tomorrow to get back to trying to declutter the mess that is my house. And maybe if we're feeling good enough, we'll go out and get some sunshine too.