My Favorite Thanksgiving Memory Was…

I have so many Thanksgiving memories under my belt…I remember being in my Uncle Johnny and Aunt Ruby’s house down in Hemet, CA and just being dumbfounded that they had rocks in their front yard instead of a lawn.  Rocks.  Who does this? They are allowed to have a rock garden, and I get in trouble for putting rocks in the lawn?  Where is the justice in this?

I remember the football games, I remember my eyes being way bigger than the turkey leg, and I remember starting my own Thanksgivings in my home.

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Good times.

But my favorite Thanksgiving memory is from a few years ago.

I am a sucker for parades, so we were watching the Thanksgiving Day Parade while I was puttering in the kitchen that morning.

I love parades. I watch the Rose Parade every.single.year without missing a beat.  I love the flowers and the creativity and the amazing community they bring together to celebrate the new year.  I broke down in tears the first time I watched the Disney parade with my kids, so naturally I was going nuts over the balloons and bands while I was watching the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade.

But as soon as the Rockettes came out…my daughters lost it.

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Good heavens, they are coordinated. 

They ran upstairs and got a couple pairs of Mom’s heels, then ran downstairs and were dancing with the Rockettes.

There is nothing sweeter than watching your daughters dream, and every clumsy kick in oversized gold heels was one more dream they believed in.  They made me rewind the DVR quite a few times so they could practice, and I had no problem indulging in their request.

That was absolutely my favorite Thanksgiving memory, and I am recording today’s parade to let the kids dream a little more.

What was your favorite Thanksgiving memory?

You Are Not Wonder Woman, And Neither Am I.

There is so much going on in my head these days, I don’t even know where to begin.

I am usually a little better at being in control of things, but right now I feel like I am slowly being swallowed up by lists.  Lists and lists and lists of things to get done.

WonderWoman never had this problem.

 

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Turn from classy suburban woman to Wonder Woman in 4 easy steps!

We are moving…at some point.  I have to start the process of calling realtors.

We need to sell our house…soon. So we need to fix our yards and get the house in order.

I have laundry to do and trim back…there is no way I am taking all this laundry with us into our new house.

We have to do stuff around the house, I’m sure. There are always 10,000 things I can fiddle with, and even finish, on any given day.

 

But with Thanksgiving and Christmas coming up, it puts a lot of these things on hold.  Kind of. I mean, it’s not so much of a rush, but we should get started. On something. In some manner…except that we’re moving, so how many of those projects are important anymore?  And we only have two more days this week, since Thursday is Thanksgiving, so should I even begin anything, or…

My stomach is suddenly in knots just thinking about abandoning the projects.  Or not abandoning them.  Or giving up and starting again on this process next week, except that it is only Tuesday today and I can’t picture myself wasting this entire week when I could use the time to accomplish something.  Somewhere.

 

I am completely unable to move right now.  

 

The paralysis of being overwhelmed sucks, and I can’t cuddle with my toddler in bed watching Doc McStuffins all day.  (right?)  I’m trying to get one load of laundry done today, and considering it a huge victory.  Today.

But I don’t want tomorrow to be like today…I don’t want to be stuck in “Overwhelmed Paralysis” all week.

It is okay to be overwhelmed when you feel overwhelmed, but you aren’t going to get out of this hole unless you pull yourself out of it.

 

 1. Do what you can do, but don’t do everything.

I am not going to deep clean this house before we leave. I am going to hire someone to take care of that after we get our stuff out.

I need to thin the laundry. I need to cook the meals. I need to take care of people in my house.

I don’t need to re-sod the yard.  So I’m just not going to think about that at all. Or about painting the walls white and never seeing the vibrant pink I put in the girls’ room, or the rolling green hills we painted in the boys’ room…or my beloved purple kitchen and living room.

I am totally not thinking about any of this.  Totally.

 

2. TTOG – Topic, Time, Owner, Goal.

“That is, What are we talking about? How long are we going to spend on it? Who’s responsible for it? (that is, who’s ‘on point’ for moving it forward), and – this one’s important – Why are we discussing it?  If you make a habit of clarifying these things (or asking others to clarify it for meetings they own)  everyone’s time will be much better spent.” (credit)

Found this on Forbes.com, and it is a really good idea for Moms, especially during holiday season.

 

 

3. Stop Working in the Evenings.

Make it a point to stop working after 6.  I know that sounds like the most absurd idea on earth…but this was actually something I implemented on myself when I first started my SAHM gig.

When I worked, I left my work at work.  Once I started working at home, I never left work and there is always something else to work on.  My burnout levels were incinerating, and I needed to make a big change.  When I worked, I came home in the evening and stopped working; why wasn’t I relaxing now?

If your burnout levels are critical, make it a point to stop working in the evenings.

Relax with your family, watch some TV, make some amazing tea: do something to relax.  But working around the clock is going to kill your energy levels the next day, and you will be so mentally exhausted you won’t be able to think straight.  This isn’t a good place to be, so don’t go there.

 

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4. If You Are Overwhelmed, You Aren’t Smiling. Find A Way To Smile, Everyday.

This is crucial to remember.  Watch a very funny movie at night with someone.  Figure out how to make popcorn on the stove.

Have a beer.

Yes, I am advocating having a beer at night because you are a responsible adult who needs to relax.  Go to a liquor store and find your craft beer section.  Anything by Stone or Heretic is fantastic.

But if you don’t smile, you’ll forget how.  And then you’ll look like this.

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5. Sync Your Breaths With This. It’s Nice.

Big Huge Picture Blop: I’m Not Annotating Any of This ;)

Okay, well maybe a little.

We took a walk through downtown Seattle this morning and hit some big touristy things.

We got doughnuts at Top Pot (they looked pretty sensational).  We went to the Public Market and watched guys throw fish and yell at people.  I ended up giving my phone to Glenn to take pictures, which is always interesting.  Not in a “what was that” kind of interesting…but my focus is mostly on seeing stuff, and making sure the kids don’t get lost.  So he saw things I didn’t know were there!  It was fun going through the pictures when we got back.

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Gwyneth Paltrow’s All-Star Gift Guide for the Nobility

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I kind of love Gwyneth Paltrow.

There is something mesmerizing about her.  Something otherworldly.  Something…so completely out of touch with reality, I just can’t look away.  I flipped through her cookbook once, and honestly it wasn’t that bad.  I mean, granted, when she was talking about how much she loved apples, she was referencing an apple orchard she used to run through as a kid somewhere on the East Coast…Cape Cod or Martha’s Vineyard, or some epic place we have never heard of before; and furthermore, if I ever wanted to enjoy those apples, I would be arrested for touching sacred apples on sacred land.

But, she had some good recipes for apples in her sacred scrolls we refer to as a “cookbook,” so it’s not all bad.

 

On the other hand, I refuse to accept her as Pepper Potts, so there’s also that.

 

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The fact of the matter is that she is a hard working woman raising kids with her uncoupled husband, and really doing well for herself.  I can’t fault her for being successful.

However.

I am totally going to make fun of her Gift Guide.  Because it is pretty epic, in only an epic way GOOP could manage:

 

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1) Easy Health  Angel Juicer,Gold – $5,000

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GOOP Description : “Absurd, but awesome.”

My Description: I bought a juicer once, years and years ago. It was pretty expensive for me at the time ($80-ish?).  Turns out, I’m not a juice person. I used it a few times, but I was so underwhelmed with juice, I just walked away and didn’t clean it. So mold/fruit flies got in, and it never worked again. I’m just not that excited about juice.

Know what I am excited about? Purple Vespas that are worth $5,000

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2) Travel Backgammon – $550

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GOOP Description: “Hours of entertainment in one slick little case.”

My Description: I know when we are on a 14 hour road trip, there is no other game the kids will want to play in the backseat than backgammon.  When you are driving over the bumpy California highways, those little pieces stay right where they are supposed to be and no one gets so angry that they throw the board out the window! (that might be me. Not the kids.)  Ah, the hours and hours of my childhood playing backgammon.

No, actually…I have only played it once and then stopped because it is so mind-numbingly-boring.  Hours of entertainment??  Are you kidding??

The funniest part is this:

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 3)  Indoor/Outdoor Foosball Table – $3,500

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GOOP Description: “A total investment, but the kid in us can dream.”

My Description: This thing looks like it is made out of aluminum, and I guarantee you it is going to break before Christmas dinner is served.  The site describes it as, “An all-terrain foosball table for the all too-dedicated foosball competitor.”  Which means you can put this on your personal ice rink, you can bring it on your private Lear Jet, it can fit in your marble bathtub or you can set it up in the nanny’s quarters…because you certainly don’t want to be listening to this racket all night.

 

4) French/Spanish Bingo – $16

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GOOP Description: “Why not mix it up?”

My Description: I’m a little confused. It’s only $16 and not plated in gold.  Is this for the kids?  Really. You are going to spend $16 on your kids. And it’s not gold plated.

I don’t get it.

Auch nahm ich Deutsch in der Schule, so dass dies nichts fur mich.

 

 

 

5) Bruder Toys Mack Granite Garbage Truck – $80 

 

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My Description: This has to be the best one on her list. It’s just a plastic truck on Amazon, but “it’s like toddler crack.” Is this what blue collar workers get their kids?  $80 trucks?  It’s like going to Africa and buying the regional clay jars they use to make food, and putting it on your counter as art.  You’re kind of missing the point.  But the toddler is happy.  I mean, it’s crack.  Who isn’t happy on crack?

 

6) LEGO: Build the Maersk ‘Triple-E’ container vessel – $149 

 

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GOOP Description: “This is for the advanced Lego tech.”

My Description: My kids are into Legos.  Show me one kid who isn’t.  But…I’m a little iffy on this choice.  A Maersk container vessel?  Not Star Wars, not castles, not something imaginative…a Maersk container vessel?  Nothing says “Mom doesn’t get Legos” like a Maersk container vessel.  No offense to Lego Corp.

 

 

7. McDonald’s Lid – $115

 

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My DescriptionI had to stare at this for a good, full 5 minutes to convince myself this was actually what I was looking at.

This is…a plate. Sculpted to look like a McDonald’s coffee lid.

I try not to get too butthurt about class wars, but this kind of stuff always bothers me.  The other day I was remembering about the day we visited Harvard.  It’s a hallowed place in America, and we were in the area: why not check it out.  So we took the family to a hamburger joint nearby, and they had the “Blue Collar Burger.”  This burger had nothing on it but a pickle, because blue collar workers can’t afford anything else.  I was so pissed off at this, it just drove me nuts.  I hate looking down your nose at people, whether they have money or not.  This kind of “art” that trivializes different classes will never sit well in my soul.  Off soapbox.

 

8) Lemon Cypress Tree – $39.95

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GOOP Description: “A gift that literally keeps on giving.”

My Description: I just want to be clear that this is a cypress tree.  Not a lemon tree.  It is an evergreen tree that you can put on your table.

Soo, this tree doesn’t give you anything.

I literally can’t even.

 

 

 

 

 

Okay, let’s speed things up….

 

Clothes, House Accessories and a Thermos:

 

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A custom painting of books. – $250

 

 

 

 

 

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“So much fancier than a paper carton” – $12

 

 


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It’s salt. Who gives a pound of salt for Christmas? – $18

 

 


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Nail bangle – $7,600

 

 

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“For mid-flight naps.” Because I can always sleep with my kids mid-flight. – $52

 

 

 

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You can either wear this, or the blanket on the back of the couch. It’s up to you. – $3,190

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 GOOP: “Not exactly flattering, but so good.” 

Sexy, flattering bathrobes are found at Trashy, anyway.

 

 

 

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I know when I think about Christmas for my daughters, I think gold hot pants. – $54

 

 

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It’s a glass jar. – $480

 

 

 

 

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It’s something, that’s for sure. – $12,000

 

 

 

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National State Park Thermos.  For Christmas. Another hard to beat gift. – $39.50 

 

 

 

 

 

and finally…. 

 

 

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Rosebud. – $Priceless.

 

 

Women: The Most Amazing Multitaskers…of Emotions

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There are a lot of living creatures in my house.

5 kids, 1 husband, 2 cats, 2 dogs, 7 chickens.
They all need something, all the time, and I am generally the one giving it to them.  Generally…specifically, I delegate or let Ben take over when I need a break.  There is a balance to the system, but “generally,” Ben provides for the home and I provide in the home.

There are days when someone/thing is sitting on me.

All day.

I remember there was one day when I had enough touching from 3 people trying to sit on me at once, so I just went to my bed and laid there for a second to connect with myself again. I absolutely love holding my kids.  But after an hour (or 12), I need a break.  So, I’m laying there in bed by myself, when my husband flops on me and wanted to talk. Which is awesome, because I love Ben and I love talking with him.  So then he leaves, and I’m back to just laying there by myself again… and the cat jumps on me.

I’ve told people before that if you absolutely need time when no one is sitting on you or touching you, go take a shower.  For the most part…I mean, I’m a mother.  Sometimes I get ambushed in there too…

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The problem for women is when there is no break or balance to the system, and we are overloaded.  This happens when we are taking care of a sick family member, our elderly parents, a friend in need, or other stressful events in life.  Maybe you are moving, maybe you just moved, maybe work sucks, maybe there is no work.  And with holiday season coming up, there are office parties, school parties, church parties, ladies night out parties, presents to buy, food to prepare, the house to clean (ahahahahahaha….), and people to take care of.  This can get overwhelming faster than you realize.  You might be overwhelmed just thinking about this…stay with me!  (focus!)

The thing is, women (in general) tend to take on the emotional burden for the entire situation and everyone involved; and most of the time we don’t realize we are doing it, either.

In times when women feel completely overwhelmed, the symptoms can be all over the place (I mean, hey…we’re women. Why limit yourself to one emotion, when we have +64?).  We might retreat and hide, we might be snippy with people we love, we might be horrible to ourselves in our heads, we might not see the point of doing anything anymore.

 This is emotional survival mode, and you need to treat it like that.

Women are great at multi-tasking, and people don’t realize that they are actually multi-tasking emotions, not tasks around the house.

Watching another woman enter into emotional survival mode is like watching someone bleed all over the place, and they insist it’s not that bad…but you just know they are going to fall over any second if they keep going at this pace.  You are going to have to triage yourself, otherwise you’ll bleed out.  Hide in the bathroom, or wherever you can, once an hour throughout the day in order to regroup with yourself.  You will need that time by yourself in order to heal.  You will get better in time, and you will feel happy again, and you won’t sound bitchy because you won’t feel bitchy.

During emotional survival mode, you need to pace yourself. Start journaling. Start with the crazy ass shit that sounds insane….and get it out of your system, and find yourself again.  Start actually talking to someone about this, and soon you will be able to talk about it without crying uncontrollably.  You will see the hope and it will motivate you to be strong, because you are a strong woman.

And I know we can do it 🙂

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Taylor Swift’s new “Shake It Off” song synchs perfectly…with my Friday

Taylor Swift’s new “Shake It Off” song synchs perfectly with this 80s aerobics video…

I can’t believe these videos are still around.  I thought we all decided spandex and white socks were outlawed after VanHalen fired David Lee Roth?

 

Today is finishing off a big week of processing big changes for our family, which I am working on writing down (honest!).  But the changes are pretty big, and I feel woozy whenever I start writing about everything.  I am excited, and nervous as hell, and excited, and sad, and EXCITED, and a little worried, but mostly excited.

 

No, I’m not pregnant.

 

Taylor Swift’s song is a great background song for today though   🙂

The Magic of Pompeii: Crushing The Chains You Invent

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This is a dog frozen in time.

This dog was on a chain and completely unable to run away when Pompeii erupted.

He was stuck.  Stucker than stuck: he was freaking doomed.

 

Not only was this dog completely doomed when the volcano erupted, but there was nothing it could do to save itself.  The chain wasn’t going to budge no matter what it did, any 12 step thought processes it came up with or how it could have tried to fix the situation.  It was going to be a small victim of the catastrophic event.

It was stuck by a very real chain that kept the poor dog in one place until it died.

 

 

When have you felt so stuck, so chained down by issues you feel are so real that you couldn’t break free?

 

My soul is a very free spirit that bucks against blind obedience and conformity.  Blind obedience will just never happen, so don’t hold your breath… but I am also a soul who likes order.  Things have to make sense…. or I am just going to take over, since a leadership is obviously failing.

On a day to day basis, I have agendas, daily lists, things that need to get done and usually in a particular order.  I think I’m rather Type A-ish…I’mType A without having to commit to the label.  This morning I was with some ladies and I was explaining how I budget money (we’re a wild bunch of ladies, let me tell ya) for our meals,and how I meal pan for breakfast/lunch/dinner/snacks …and a woman with 12 kids said, “I love hearing about how organized you are.  I mean, I’m not like that; I can’t do planning.  I just figure things will get taken care of.”

Which blows my poor little Type A-ish mind.  I “only” have 5 kids, but if I didn’t have a plan and order for each day we would be in chaos with each meal, extracurricular activities and especially homeschooling.  I have no idea how anything would get done if I didn’t make plans, lists and agendas!  But she can do it, and more power to her for that!

 

(On an honest note: I so desperately want to make an agenda for her days…just to make myself feel better)

 

However: when it comes to commitments, social settings where I “have to be there,” or other such things…I typically go if it is worth my time, but after a while I feel like bucking the routine.

I don’t want to do the same thing every day for the rest of my life.  Holy cow, that is just hell in a handbasket for me.  If I do something, such as attend a weekly group, or if my kids do something, like martial arts, it is a “want to” not a “need to.”  “Need to”s are boring.  “Want to”s are fun. That’s just the way it is.  I know plenty of people who aren’t this anal retentive about this topic, and I can only say: bless you. That is awesome. I annoy myself with this kind of stuff.

 

So, let’s say you are Type A-ish or Type B-ish, and you feel like you are in some kind of a rut.  Like you are somehow chained to something, and you are in it until impending doom, because the chains of issues you believe are realer than real are never going to break

Let’s crush the chain, shall we?

 

These are 5 ridiculous ideas that I find myself believing that keep me chained to my imaginary post:

 

1. Social Perfectionism: “These People Need Me, And If I Am Not Available At All Times, I Am Not Only Letting Them All Down…I Am A Failure.”

I have been beating at this chain for as long as I can remember, and I remember beating at it earlier this morning while I was doing the dishes and letting my mind wander.

I have it in my mind that I am basically “On Call” to “Everyone on Earth” for “The Remainder of My Days.”  I don’t know where I picked up this bad habit, but it is probably the worst I have and it’s nearly impossible to break.

Maybe it was because I was the oldest, maybe it is narcissism, maybe I’m just delusional.  Who knows.  But I want “Everyone to Be Happy,” and I am pretty okay with bending over backwards in order to make this happen. I have gotten so much better in the past 6 years, and I am lightyears from where I was 10 years ago.  It takes a lot of time and introspection, reevaluating what my values really are and whether or not I am actually compromising my values in order to complete a task on someone else’s list.

If you can differentiate that, you are in a good place.

10 years ago I was spending about 6 days a week in the church office, brainstorming, planning, going to meetings, creating curriculum, writing plays, teaching Sunday school, going to Bible studies, running ministries (all volunteer)….all the while, my little baby daughter was sitting in the church nursery without me.  Except on the days when I was in charge of the nursery, of course.  But after a while, I got to thinking: it was fun to be involved with creative teams, but I didn’t start my motherhood experience just to drop my baby off in the nursery that often.  So, I started resigning from positions.  This also slowly alienated me from the people involved in the departments since I wasn’t there anymore…but now I was there for my daughter, and I got to perfect (well, “perfect”) my role as a mother, instead of my role as a struggling Christian artist.  And that decision has made a huge difference in how I see myself as a mother, and how I see my relationship with my kids.

 

 

2. Task Perfectionism: “Everything I do has to be perfect, or my personal worth will decrease.”

This is the blunt version, but a more expanded definition of this would be when you freak out because your house isn’t as clean as a showroom: you think it says you are less of a woman because of a mess.  Maybe you overstress if your kids aren’t interested in the same over-the-top activities or hobbies that other kids are.  Has your 7 year old not mastered Italian yet, but your neighbor’s kid is fluent in Italian, English and Russian?  Are you worried that you aren’t the best mother on earth because you can’t take them to Hawaii every few years for vacations, and you are just glad if you get to eat out tonight because you just need a break….

Honey, you are doing great.  Is your kid okay? Are they happy?  Do they smile often?  Do you smile often?  Do you cherish their hugs and sloppy kisses?  Do you stress out because the 3 year old is spooning jelly onto the carpet, but still smile because she is so proud that she found the jelly all by herself? (not naming names, Alice.  The dog helped clean it up.)

You are a great mom.  You don’t have to be the best housemaid in order to be a great mom.  You just love and take care of your kids, and you are a great mom.

 

3. “Suck It Up, Buttercup”-itis.

This generally gets the best of us, and it will suck your brain dry and leave a rotten shell of a formerly-working mind in its place.

This is not Victorian England in the 1800s.  You do not have milkmaids on hand, or a staff of “help” to help.  You got yourself, your SO and if you’re very lucky some family or good friends around.  You are the one warming the formula up at 3am, you are the one cleaning up the barf, you are the one scraping peanut butter out of the buttons on the TV remote with paperclips and you are the one kissing them at bedtime.

This doesn’t mean you martyr yourself at all, yet I see this quality in far too many mothers…myself included.

It is so easy to fall into this habit!

 

What you think: “I sincerely want the best for my child!”

What you do: “I shall sacrifice all of my ideas, dreams, visions and interests in order to provide the best for my chid!”

 

Good heavens, what sense does this make?  Would you want your child to give up their dreams, visions and interests because they had a kid?  It’s not healthy for you, and it’s not healthy for your kids.  They are not the center of the universe, and you need to provide a balance for them, not a gravitational pull towards them.  Besides, they need to be inspired by their mother: do they watch her volunteer?  do they attend events with her?  do they see her writing?  do they see her fulfilling her dreams in her interests?  If she is an artist, are they seeing her paint?  If she is an accountant, are they crunching numbers with her?

Just because they are little doesn’t mean they can’t be involved: let them be involved with some of your stuff!   But not all of your stuff… They will be more likely to have aspirational goals for themselves when they get older if they have already been doing it side by side with you all this time.

Be a leader, not a martyr.

 

4.  Let Your Home Be Your Home: Invite People In, But Put Boundaries Around Your Family

This is a tough one to explain, because it sounds harsh at first.  Put boundaries around your family?  What does that mean?

It means your family will be forever.  Your daughter will always be your daughter, until the end of time.  And although your family will have friends around, it doesn’t mean you accept everything they bring over.  Even if they insist on sharing with you.

Here is what I mean: Some people have debt.  Some people have addictions.  Some people have entitlement issues.  Some people simply cannot take responsibility for themselves as adults, emotionally or financially.  Some people have issues so deep seeded that even though you have tried to help them “pull out the roots,” you guys keep finding more roots underneath.

You do not have an obligation to take on their burdens.

You can help, you can be supportive, you can bring them meals, watch their kids, drive them to counseling.  You can absolutely be a great friend.  But you do not have to be “everything” to “everybody.”  Putting boundaries around your family is healthy, and it will save your sanity.

Trust me.

 

 

5.  You do not actually have to be accepted or liked by everyone.

This is a weird one that tends to be a pitfall of mine, but it’s a good reminder:

Just because you know someone doesn’t mean you are going to get along with them.  And even if you are as polite as you can muster up whenever you see them, they have no obligation to do the same for you.  They might not like you.  They might not accept who you are.

In short, you’re dealing with people and not everyone is the same!  Maybe your face looks too much like someone they remember from school who they always hated.  Maybe they don’t like the way you talk.  Maybe they don’t like what you are saying.  Maybe your personalities just clash, and there is nothing you can do about it.

It is hard when someone who is genuinely nice doesn’t like you.  It’s tough, but honestly, it can happen.  Don’t lose sleep over it, just let it be.

What is even worse is when a total jerk doesn’t like you: because they are never going to shut up about why they don’t like you, no matter how many times you try to ignore them.  Holy cow, are these people annoying.

I would suggest chaining them to a post, but that probably isn’t the right solution.  Probably.