Every year or two, my husband and I try to get away from it all. It’s challenging as a parent, especially a special needs parent, to disconnect from all the responsibilities of daily life and just be a couple.
So, we make a point to rent a cabin in the woods and/or mountain every once in a while to get away from all the things that keep us busy. We don’t bring work, try not to always talk about the kids, and spend a couple days just being adults. Continue reading “A Break From It All”
For those who don’t already know me, I am an Atheist. To some people, that word invokes a lot of negative emotions. I find that this is usually because it is so contrary to their own personal belief system that they have difficulty understanding and accepting it. While, I identify as an atheist, I consider myself a Secular Humanist.
Among other things, the bulk of my days are spent on freelance writing/editing, household chores, and child-related activities. It’s these other things that seem to make or break my days. They are often ME moments I spend relaxing or doing something that I enjoy.
It’s easy to say you should find your happy, but it’s MUCH harder in practice to find the time, energy, and motivation for these activities. Here are a couple of ways I find my happy, but you do whatever works for YOU!
The way we view life and the world around us is unique to our experiences and personality. It’s hard to remember and make the concentrated effort to change our perspective, but if we can manage it the results can be more than worth the effort.
It’s both as simple and as complicated as changing our dominant hand. Only about 1% of people are naturally ambidextrous. Many people, such as myself, can write legibly with both hands, but writing with the non-dominant hand often feels unnatural and takes more effort. Most people can train themselves to use both hands, but this too takes a concentrated effort.
One of the pitfalls of being in the majority (in this case right-handedness) is that you forget about the minority (about 12% of people are lefties). This allegory can apply to many perspective issues and has taught me to rethink the way I approach the world.
Let’s face it. In life, people rarely get dealt a great hand to play. In most cases, if you end up with a semi-decent collection of cards, you thank your lucky stars and make the best of it. It’s never all good chances and circumstances or all bad ones, but learning how to make the best of a tough situation in life is not just a survival technique…
They are the moments that define us.
One thing I always remember when I am dealt a poor hand, is that…
The holiday celebrations are over. The gifts are all unwrapped. My house is still in chaos…time for a post-holiday stay-cation!
Christmas fell on a Monday this year, and while we would typically stay as long as possible in Michigan visiting family after the most rambunctious of holidays, this year we decided to drive home early.
Best decision ever!
I have become a huge advocate of the need for a break after vacations (even if you can only squeeze in an extra day!)
An extra day to do it all can make life much less stressful.
Decompress! — If you have kids, you know that a vacation is a stressful, though often fun, adventure. Your family makes lasting memories, BUT you also had to deal with all the drama of traveling, making a temporary home, and feeding your family while away from the comfort of your own kitchen.
Stuff to Do — There is always STUFF to do after a trip. Unpacking, laundry, cleaning the car, preparing for the next day, grocery shopping, pick up a pet, water the plants, etc.
Schedule Adjustment — Depending how far you traveled and what your family schedule was while into on the vacation, sometimes a day (or more) is needed to help get everyone back on their regularly-scheduled program before work/school begins again.
It should have come as no surprise to anyone who knows me, that I do things completely out of order.
While other freshmen in high school were taking Earth Sciences, I opted to skip ahead to Biology. The result was having to loop back around and take it as a senior after I came to the understanding that more advanced sciences and I were not compatible.
So, while most individuals who elect (whether by choice or circumstance) to become a SAHM get in on the ground floor when their kids are infants or toddlers, I (in typical ass-backward fashion) have delayed this for a long time.
I worked full-time for more than 6 years since my oldest son was born. Then, I stepped down to part-time for a couple years.
Finally, I decided (and finances aligned) that it was time to join the stay-at-home moms.
Both my boys have now started school full-time (Second Grade and Kindergarten), which seems like an odd time to make the transition.
Growing up, my mother was a stay-at-home mother (SAHM). Even after all of us had started school full-time.
I thought she was crazy pants. I couldn’t imagine being bored at home all day, so dependent on my spouse financially, or have my entire existence defined by parenthood.
My dad was in the Navy and deployed on 6-month cruises periodically, so it actually made perfect sense for our family to have a dedicated adult on stand-by to deal with the absurdity of school schedules, after-school activities, medical appointments, and general child-rearing for the three of us girls.