Isn’t this photo awful? It was taken after a rough night with Katie when she was about 7 months old. I decided to post it today because it looks how I feel. Seriously, I’m fine. Life has never held more purpose or promise, and really I can’t complain (much). Yesterday was just a long day and I’m having a difficult time unwinding.
I like to present the idea that I know what I’m doing in life. Usually it works out for me. Except when I don’t. have. any. clue.
The Mommypotamus definition of “know what I’m doing in life” is knowing my job and knowing how to relax and have fun. Work and play . . . simple as that.
Since becoming a mother these two gauges have become moving targets. With each milestone my parenting objectives change, and so does everything else. Yes, my pre-baby activities (clothes shopping, watching chick flicks, sleeping in) sound heavenly. But they don’t fit my life anymore. Sometimes everything clicks. Right now I am in one of those in-between periods where I need to find new ways to relax in three minutes or less throughout the day.
In fact, I think I’ll go do some research in the tub right now. While I’m soaking, maybe you could tell me:
What are the best ways to relax if you have only 5, 15, or 45 minutes? Do you have a favorite funny blog? An essential oil that lifts your spirits? Some Rescue Remedy, maybe? Hmmm, maybe a fair-trade chocolate bar stashed in your diaper bag?
DON’T SAY FACEBOOK. I already do that ; – )