This is done with the December Kit from A Million Memories. Here is the journaling:
One of my big dreams about having two kids was that they would always keep each other company. That they would play together and feel the joy of having someone there all the time. Despite the many years you have between each other, I am delighted to see that you’re already playing so nicely together. I know much of this credit goes to your brother, for now. And I know that the days of constant bickering and fighting will come, too. But for now, I am enjoying every little moment of this sharing, caring, laughing, and love.
Lovely, quiet day today. I got my hair done, Jake did the last of the errands we had to do for David’s birthday and we’re all set. The rest of the day was quiet and not hugely productive.
Here’s Nathaniel by David’s table again. He’s so so cute. They are so cute. It makes me so proud and happy to see them together.
And here’s one of the little boy.
And the not-so-little boy.
Love them both to bits.
Note to Self:
I am always anxious when I leave Jake with the kids and I call him all the time or text him or im with him. I used to think that’s cause I worried about the kids. The fact is, I worry about him. I want to make sure they are not wearing him down or he’s not getting frustrated. The funny thing is, he is always calm and wonderful with the kids and never gets mad at me. Realizing it all made me remember that I cannot control his feelings and experiences but I can control mine and I decided to let it go. Let myself enjoy the little alone/down time I get and let him have fun with the kids and the special time he gets with them. Everyone is happier.
Three Things I’m Grateful For:
1. My Sony reader. I love my reader. I love all the books it has. I love how small it is. How I have it with me everywhere.
2. I love the way my hair looks when I leave the hairdresser and I love how my hair dresser is so awesome and knows exactly what I like.
3. I love having a todo list that’s all full of optional-only things. Nothing that must get done. Woohoo.
This was another one of the items that got done during our trip to Big Bear/LA:
20. Stay up all night
When I originally made this list, I had intended this to be one of those “stay up all night and have fun” items.
And yet, it didn’t work out that way.
As I already mentioned a few weeks ago, when we were in Big Bear, we lost power and I had to stay up all night to feed the fire to make sure it didn’t get too cold in the house and the kids would be ok.
David slept on the couch, Nathaniel in his pack and play and Jake made this concoction from the pillows of the couch and all the leftover sheets and blankets. While they all slept, I stared at the fire in the dark. I tried to read my book but the light was not strong enough. I tried to play games on my iPhone but I was worried it would run out of battery. I told myself just another 20 minutes since I put a new log every 20 minutes.
At midnight, I set the alarm on my phone and told myself I’d lie down for 8 minutes. I woke up 20 minutes later and the fire was almost out. I freaked out and woke up Jake who fixed it. Then I went back to staring at it.
In the middle of the night, Nathaniel woke up and cried for a while. We stared at the fire and then as he fell asleep, David started having bad dreams and woke up. After a while he fell back asleep too.
From 3-4am, Jake was also awake (which was really helpful because by then I was really getting tired.) The last few hours were the roughest as everyone slept and I was too tired to read or even play. My eyes kept closing and I had to walk around to keep myself from falling asleep.
At 6am, I finally woke up Jake and told him I had to sleep or I would pass out. And I fell into a deep sleep from 6-7 even though I could hear Nathaniel shrieking.
It was one of the toughest nights of my life and I have no intention to repeating it aver again. I hope that I don’t ever have to.
Good day. Good, good day!
I did get some work done today. I am still not caught up from the Big Bear disaster but I am feeling optimistic. Still a bit nervous for next week, but really trying to take it all one day at a time.
Little boy is still chewing everything like crazy. Especially David’s toys and the remotes. The Wii ones are his favorites.
We had playgroup today and there were nine babies and David had his friend Inidiana over and it was so much fun just having everyone here and seeing all the babies that live in our neighborhood. Quite wonderful for Nathaniel that he will grow up with so many friends.
And then I sat and finished my A Million Memories February layouts. Seven in all. Quite fun despite the fact that I thought I wouldn’t be able to do much at all. Not a lot of journaling this month, either. Quite unusual for me.
I’m up later than I’ve been in a long time. Tomorrow is a hair appointment and Sunday is David’s birthday party. Otherwise, this should be a quiet weekend. Or so I hope.
Happy Weekend.
Note to Self:
I had such a happy moment about work today. There was an article published in slate about our browser. (here) It’s one of many many and I am so proud of this product. Sure it has flaws but still. The goal, the ambition is so audacious. The team is so excellent. I am just so glad to have anything to do with it. I am so grateful they let me work from home and worked with me to help me get setup. So so happy. Sometimes, I stress and I forget all this. It’s good to write it down.
Three Things I’m Grateful For:
1. Work. Have I mentioned it already?
2. I am grateful it’s the weekend and I have nothing too overwhelming planned. It’s nice to have that to look forward to.
3. I am thankful for my son. The older one. His birthday is coming up and I couldn’t be more proud of him.
The journaling reads:
Of all the things that are good for my soul, books come first. (Okay, the people come first, but we’re talking about “things” not people.) There’s nothing like reading to calm my soul, to help me escape my world and plunge into someone else’s and to forget about any stress I might be carrying.
I have always been an avid reader. When I was little, books were my escape and now that I’m all grown up, books are still my escape. I love a great fiction book with good characters and their ordinary lives. I don’t need constructed world or some mysterious plot, I just like the everyday stuff.
The thing about books is that they don’t ask for anything from me. They don’t tap into my creative or emotional energy. They don’t require me to think and use my brain as much as my work does. No computer skills required. Just a comfy chair, a warm drink, and this week’s novel. And I am in heaven.
This is one of the reasons I make the effort to read a book a week. I’ve learned that it’s good for my soul.
And another lovely day. Not as productive as yesterday but pretty darn good. I still have a whole lot of work to do to catch up to all the work that I didn’t get to do when I was away but I am feeling more optimistic. A little worried about next week but in general optimistic.
Little boy, laughing at (with really) his brother which he does ten/twenty times a day.
It’s so much fun having the two of them because I can watch them laugh and laugh all day long. I am really really blessed.
Note to Self:
I’ve been listening to this book on the way to and from taking David to school and it’s got me thinking a lot about accepting myself and loving myself and paying attention to my thoughts and saying no, etc. When I first put the audio book in, it sounded so cheesy that I stopped listening to it twice. But I powered on, mostly because the author was recommended by someone I admired, and it’s been paying off. This book has been really thought-provoking and I have learned a lot. Sometimes it pays to give things a second (or third) chance.
Three Things I’m Grateful For:
1. I am thankful for the giggles of my kids. I spend so many minutes of my day just giggling with them and that’s a true luxury.
2. Yesterday, Jake said “You’re so lucky that you get to be home with these boys.” And he’s so right. I am so so so lucky and so thankful.
3. I am thankful for my bed. It may sound odd but I have a bad back and my bed is absolutely awesome. I love it.
This week’s download is some baby circles. Here is what they look like:
You can download it here: baby circles download.
You are welcome to play with these as much as you want and use them anywhere you’d like. You are NOT allowed to sell them ever. You don’t have to but I’d appreciate a link back if you do use them.
This is part of a weekly digital download series. They are posted every Thursday. You can find all of the ones that were posted here. If you like my downloads, please click here and give me ideas/requests for 2010. I would like to continue this feature but I am not sure I can come up with enough ideas on my own.
I’ve been a fan of Malcolm Gladwell for as long as I can remember. Jake and I used to read his stories in the New Yorker and I’ve devoured all of his books. My favorite is still The Tipping Point.
When I heard about What the Dog Saw I knew it would be the perfect book to listen to in the car. So for the last month or so, I’ve been listening to it on my drives back and forth from David’s school.
What the Dog Saw is a collection of Gladwell’s articles from the New Yorker. There are a wide range of stories from hair dye to crime to dogs to ketchup and in Gladwell’s typical style, they are interesting and make you think. I always find his topics, style and writing thought-provoking and this was no exception.
I am a Gladwell fan and will continue to read his books and stories for as long as he’ll continue to write them.
Much better day today. Nathaniel decided not to take his super early nap so when I came home from dropping off David, I put him down and he slept the whole two hours which meant that I was able to get a ton of work done. Which immediately made me feel better of course.
The rest of the day I actually did even more work and finally I feel much better about the upcoming week. I am still very scared of the unknown but I feel as armed as possible.
Nathaniel loves visiting David at his table and I always try to snap a photo when he does it and I am never really successful. Today wasn’t much better but here we are.
I am still not caught up in the new episode of Lost. I am about halfway through but with two kids and work, it’s been hard to watch, especially since it needs my attention. Instead I worked on my AMM layouts for February. I finished one and am almost done with a second one. I have so little journaling this month across all my photos. I don’t know if that’s because I have nothing to say or if I am feeling too tired to journal. Let’s see if I still have no words tomorrow.
Note to Self:
I’ve been thinking a lot about seeking approval lately. (I do this a lot.) In many areas of my life. And I have been listening to this book which talks about how we get upset when people voice what we think. It made me wonder. It’s certainly true for me that if I don’t believe (or wonder about) something, it doesn’t matter if someone else puts me down. For example, while I am far from the smartest person I know, I’ve never been dumb. I never worry that I am stupid. It just doesn’t even cross my mind. So if someone says “You’re stupid.” I don’t really take it to heart and wonder if they are right. I might feel like I acted stupidly or that I have a lot to learn about this particular topic or whatever, but I don’t judge my overall ability. I don’t feel stupid just cause the person said so. I don’t worry that they might be right. And I also don’t seek confirmation that I am not stupid. Yet, none of this is true for my art for example. If someone were to tell me that I was completely not-talented and my pages were crap, I would likely believe them. And that they know better than I do and they are probably right. So it’s only in areas where I doubt myself that people can get to me. That I seek approval and acceptance.
But the funny thing is, I don’t know what will do the trick. What will need to happen for me to internalize that my art is beautiful and has its own merit? Does someone “famous” need to endorse me? Do I need to get published a lot? (because I’ve already been published in a book and clearly that didn’t do the trick.) Will I need to be on a manufacturer team? More design teams? More blog readers/followers? What’s the answer here?
This is a trick question. There is no answer. No one and nothing can make me feel better. Only I can. Only. Me. I need to work on this.
Three Things I’m Grateful For:
1. Getting some work done! Good, solid work makes me happy.
2. Connecting with a friend at work today. I work with this person but we never really chatted before. Today we did and it was great.
3. Starting on my kit. This month’s kit came at a bad time for me so I need to scramble to get it done yet I am forcing myself to take my time and be ok with that.
Catalyst Ninety-Nine is: What’s something you wish you knew about your parents?
The Journaling:
I wish I knew you when you were kids. I wish I knew your dreams. What did you want to be when you grew up? What hopes did you have for the future? Did you wonder how your life was going to turn out? Were you happy? How I wish I knew you when you were little. How I wish we could have been friends then. I love you.
I am so tired. Nathaniel is still screaming most of the night and even when I am not nursing, I can’t sleep so I just lie there, hurting. I just don’t know what to do anymore. I am so wiped.
This afternoon, we took a short walk so I could take some photos and we ran into a neighbor and her kids and they took some of the walk with us. When we got to the bridge, David and the little girl looked at the ducks while Nathaniel sucked his thumb.
And then gave me some smiles.
Just low on energy today so I’ll work on putting creative therapy together and go to bed.
Note to Self:
When we went for our walk today. I had a specific goal in mind. When we then ran into our neighbors, I was annoyed that I had to change my plans because she told her kid (and mine) that we could walk around elsewhere and then afterwards as she almost did it again, I had to nicely (i think) tell her that I wanted to go take some photos and had to get back home to work. I felt awkward afterwards but I didn’t want to be doing what we were doing it. My first reaction was that I should be flexible but then I remembered the book I was listening to today and remembered that I should say no more often. I should not do things I don’t want to do. Life’s too short. I need to stop feeling guilty. That’s something that I really need to work on. The guilt.
Three Things I’m Grateful For:
1. I am grateful that my job is flexible enough to allow me to rest when I deeply need to like tonight.
2. I am still eating those yummy sandwiches from Saturday’s post. I am grateful for the fresh food, veggies and protein.
3. I am back to reading books on my Sony reader. It’s amazing but I love it way more than reading in book form as it turns out.
The following is cross-posted from the Weekly Gratitude Blog. I will post there every Tuesday and decided to post those posts here, too. For those of you who read both blogs, I apologize in advance. Some weeks the content might be different and other weeks, exactly the same.
For the last week or so, I’ve been reading Elizabeth Gilbert’s new book, Committed which is about marriage. I have many thoughts and feelings about the book but the passage that led me to today’s post was about how generations and generations of women in her family have given up personal hopes and dreams in favor of their family. Here’s the passage:
The women in my family, anyhow, are very good at swallowing disappointment and moving on. They have, it has always seemed to me, a sort of talent for changing form, enabling them to dissolve an then flow around the needs of their partners, or the needs of their children, or the needs of mere quotidian reality. They adjust, adapt, glide, accept. They are mighty in their maleability, almost to the point of superhuman power. I grew up watching a mother who became with every new day whatever that day required of her. She produced gills when she needed gills, grew wings when the gills became obsolete, manifested ferociuos speed when speed was required, and demonstrated epic patience in other more subtle circumstances.
My father had none of that elasticity. He was a man, an engineer, fixed and steady. He was always the same. He was Dad. He was the rock in the stream. We all moved around him, but my mother most of all. She was mercury, the tide. Due to this supreme adaptability, she created the best possible world for us within her home.
I am an engineer and I am lucky enough to have been able to achieve many of my dreams and yet so much of this still speaks to me. In my natural state, I aim to please people and I will bend and contort to help them out. Nothing makes me happier than to see my husband and kids (and loved ones) happy. I will do countless sacrifices to get them to be happy and feel very guilty if I cannot (or choose not to) prioritize their happiness over mine in certain situations.
And I don’t regret that. I love making my family happy. I don’t mind sacrificing for them. It doesn’t feel like a burden because it’s a choice I make. And I know many other women who do that, too. I think women, as a gender, are pleasers (yes I know I am generalizing) and tend to sacrifice personal joy and happiness sometimes.
Yet, it’s important to take care of oneself, too. I know that my husband and kids also like to see me happy. They feel better when I am happy and smiling and rested and taking care of myself. So this month’s theme is one I am going to take to heart. I think it’s important to feed the soul. When life gets too hectic (as is often the case) we tend to forget that. We do the urgent and then the more urgent and then we collapse in bed and then do more of the same the next day.
It’s important to take time for yourself. Even for six minutes a day. That’s not so long. I told myself last week that I would like to mediate for five minutes everyday. I tend to be very fidgety and I am always doing stuff or talking so staying completely still and completely quiet for five whole minutes would actually be hard for me. But it might be good for my soul. So is taking a walk and noticing the flowers. Or connecting with a friend. Or eating a healthy lunch. Or getting a manicure. Or journaling.
Sometimes a few minutes spent on yourself gives you enough positive energy for the whole day which then means you’re nicer to your kids, husband, workmates or even strangers. It means you’re more productive and optimistic. These are the dividends of self-care. They are worth it.
You are worth it.
So pay attention to yourself. See how much time you’re taking for yourself. See what gives your soul a lift and try to squeeze some more of those things each day.
That’s my goal for this month, too.
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