So I want to “blog” – I really do. But where does one find the time? How do I fit in a written commentary on my life when I am so busy trying to KEEP UP with my life?
I have *good* excuses, right? Hmmm… Kids. What else? Everybody has kids. And most people also have a job outside the home. OK. So no excuses. NO EXCUSES.
Remember the phrase “a new normal”? I think this is the stage my life is in right now, and the stage everyone probably goes through after a child is added to his or her family. But it takes. so. long… Can I not just get it together already? I think this blog is going to be part of that process this time around. It can be a place to remind me of those good ideas and “aha” moments so they don’t get lost.
I just finished reading Tina Fey’s book Bossypants and had an “aha” moment when I read it. Really I think I just had the same moment she had, I’m just borrowing it. (Which I think is smart – not stealing.) The point of the moment can be summed up as such: “I don’t care if you like it.” Like freaking duh. I couldn’t come up with that on my own?? This is just one (in a series of many) example(s) of how I have forgotten who I am just a bit.
The POINT to the whole “I don’t care if you like it” thing is – not to be rude – but that I am not living my life to please others and don’t intend to. It’s not authentic. It’s not who I am. And it’s not who I want my children to be. And I think I forgot that, maybe? This point of view has helped me find the confidence I think I lost a little after being beaten down and worn out by the addition of my smaller child to our family. (She’s a peach, really. Just doesn’t like to nap. And didn’t like to gain weight for a time. No biggie. Huge child now.)
I can see how that point of view might be taken as rude or selfish, but that’s really not how I mean it at all. This point of view does not super cede my role as a wife or a mother. And it doesn’t mean I don’t or won’t consider other opinions or points of view. It just means that if I get my hair cut really REALLY short, I’m not doing it for you. I’m doing it for me and I don’t care if you like it.