Favorite Time Of The Year

I know, you think I’m talking about Christmas, or whatever December holiday you choose to celebrate. I’m not. I’m not even talking about New Year’s Eve. I’m talking about the week or so in between that’s my favorite. Why you ask, well let me tell you.

A few reasons. Starting with the fact that my paper agendas usually start January 1st. And I usually buy them in October. And I usually anxiously wait to use it and write all my stuff in it. Such an agenda nerd, it’s a necessity to me. Id like to mention to all my tech  friends that I still use my electronic agenda. I use both.

Anyway, more adult reason # two is that this time of year lets me flush all of what I didn’t like this year away. I reflect and focus with motivation and intention on the possibilities of the year ahead. I ask myself what do I want to do this year… and down that recent line of questioning I asked myself what I wanted to do with this blog this year. Erase, or dive in? What am I getting out of this? What do I want to give? What’s the point?

The point I believe is connection. And by connecting I stay accountable to the lifestyle I am trying to create and it keeps me present. Aware of the daily actions I take and the person I actively am trying to be and become. It’s a dear diary of sorts. I know for sure that I want to talk about things that matter to me, and that are important. And of course it will do with things that I manage with daily. And I’d like for it to be light and entertaining.

Health and nutrition have always been important to me. I find a lot of information about eating healthy or clean for individuals. And then I find a lot of information about feeding your family. There isn’t always a direct line between those two things. We have a household where both parents are very active. We eat very healthy, clean at times (there’s a difference) and try to feed the kids very balanced and nutritious meals. I don’t cook 4 different meals to accommodate everyone. Very often I’m asked about the meals I prepare during the week and I asked for advice. So I though I would start there at the core, and family life and my own life around that.

Hope you join me along on this ride.

Happy 2017

 

The Drive Home

Every day I learn something new. I learn something else I didn’t already know. I add to the list of things I had no idea about until that very second. Sometimes, if I have a bit of a drive home from where I learnt that new thing, I contemplate how I got through my life until that point. How could 1 person be responsible for so many people and things and not know much about anything? If the drive is long enough, I turn to positive self talk and tell myself that I’m on a learning curve and this is all good. Universe teaching me lessons about life, helping me grow.  And if you see me talking to myself in the car, I’m pretty sure you’ll just assume that I’m on the phone. Totally normal, happens all the time.

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I obviously go to bed way too tired to reflect on the fact that every day I get a little bit smarter. The easy or the hard way, better than I was yesterday.

Another 30’s reality, remembering I’m awesome. That fact keeps slipping my mind somehow. Adding that one to the 30’s fact book.

And for the record, I’m always in the car, and mostly the ride is long enough to give the more pleasant side of my personality a chance to prevail. I’ve worked it out that way, keeping my ego in check.

Cheers.

 

 

The 30’s, An Introduction

I can remember being a teenager, a twenty-something, feeling the glamour of what it meant to be those ages. Totally self-absorbed, little to average responsibility, fresh face, more than my share of energy, and the feeling that anything was possible.

I also think about what people say about getting older. “When a woman hits 40, she just fits into her skin”!  “50’s are when real life starts”.  “60’s, you enjoy the fruits of your labour”… It dawned on me as of late that no one ever speaks about the 30’s. And it occurred to me quite frightfully that maybe it was because they block it out as a form of self preservation. Or just, they were too tired and barely remember that decade at all. All very possible answers, and very likely realities.

I never questioned myself in my 20’s. Even if I didn’t know what I was doing, which must of been often. I wasn’t a teenager anymore so I suppose I had those years of training to ease me into what it meant to be a twenty-something.  Perhaps one decade trains for the next.

When I hit 30 a few years ago… it was fun. I at that point had 2 kids, one on the way. I lived comfortably, had a loving partner, all the luxuries of life. I was already ahead of the game. We never found the transition form 1 to 2 girls an issue. And sheer arrogance made us think that a third would be a breeze since well, we were so good at parenting obviously.

Fast forward 5 years (almost), and I’ve never been so tired in all my life. I ask Google things daily. I wonder how I’m allowed to be an adult. I wonder what prep course or introductory seminar I must of missed. I alternate between blaming my parents for not equipping me with the right life skills and between my endless nights at the ‘club’. I wonder if my kids will need therapy. I wonder if my husband thinks half the things I think about him (in my head), and that terrifies me and makes me laugh. Then I wonder if I’m going crazy. Cry, extreme happiness, despair, contentment, love, love, love, love, anger, love, exhaustion. Roller coaster of emotions. Then the sun shines through the window and all is well. I look in the mirror and notice some new lines that I don’t appreciate. The kids go to a playdate and I miss them and know without question that I would never have it any other way.

Stop, rewind, start again.

to be continued…

 

Renewed Focus

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New Years is one of my favourite times of the year. I love the ability to start fresh, look to the future and lay out plans. I love the energy that comes with renewed focus on the things that really matter. And I love the idea that I can wipe the slate clean and try again with anything I feel I’ve come up short on.

As I wrote out my boring resolutions, I happened to stumble apon an interview talking about making resolutions that make you feel good. When you think about it, the root of the resolution is so that when you achieve it, you feel great. But we don’t always plan with that intention. The whole point of the interview was to shift our focus away from the actual end result and concentrate not taking actions that make us feel good. Here’s an example. One of my resolutions was to blog 100 times during this year. What I really was trying to say was that I want to feel creative and make a habit of expressing myself creatively often. This makes me feel good. So if I quantify enough, I will achieve that. The difference in the two is your experience of the journey. Instead of waiting (hopefully) for the validation at the end date, you feel accomplished in the present moment when you are focused and clear on what and why you are doing something. Bottom line, clear and focused.

I am sure I will stumble along the way, but I feel renewed in my hope that I can settle more into myself confidently.

I plan to start sharing more of myself and my life here. Fitness is a huge part of my life, as well as family life. Raising 3 beautiful little girls, actively trying to be a good wife and partner, aspiring chef, juggling work, hobbies, are just some of the cards on the table. I plan to expand the conversation and see what happens.

Here’s to a wonderful year!

S