Enjoy the little things. Summer is the perfect time to slow down and really appreciate what’s around you. My world has been in limbo for a while and I’m without schedule. I crave routine but I’m kind of enjoying taking it slow and discovering fun things around my new home in Indiana. We’ve spent our days reading at the library, exploring new parks and playing with our family. We’ve also been lucky enough to visit the zoo and attend a baseball game, but my favorite parts are always the little things at the big events. I loved the sun on my cheeks at the baseball game and Sophie’s joy of meeting new friends. My favorite part of the zoo was Sophie making the noises of the animals that we spend so much time reading about. What little things have you been noticing in your life lately?
Don’t Look Back
Don’t look back. That’s not the way you’re going. This might seem repetitive to my last Tuesday Truth but it’s definitely a reoccurring mantra that I must remind myself. Not only is my family moving jobs, we’re moving homes and states! Whenever I find myself getting sad and nostalgic for our current home/town/friends, I have to remember that I’m lucky to have had these memories and there are more amazing memories to be made. It may take a while for me to adjust to our new home but I know it’s the best choice for our family and as soon as I can remember to look forward, I’ll be extremely thankful we moved to Indy.
Keep Moving Forward
If you follow me on social media, you already know, but all of the ‘behind the scenes’ planning that I’ve been doing is for our move back home to Indy. My emotions change about every 15 minutes on this matter. One second I can’t wait to be in Indy, closer to my family, Indians games, the Children’s Museum and my friends from home that I hardly see. The next second I’m thinking about how much I’ll miss this home we built, our amazing neighbors, being a SAHM, and all the stress that comes with buying/selling/showing/inspecting/paperwork etc. My stomach has felt like it’s been on a roller coaster all week because we are now in the thick of our move. My husband has given his 2 week notice and I can finally share my joy of our move with the world, but I’m scared. I’m excited for Jeffrey’s new job but I feel like I am dissapointing so many people by moving (out of the state or not close enough to them.) Unfortunately, I care too much about what my friends and family think and need to focus on making my immediate family as happy as I can. Being a good mom, wife and homemaker need to be my top priorities and I can’t keep worrying about everyone else. Sometimes I feel like everything is too much. All I want to do is close my eyes and sleep until it is all over, but that’s not how you live life. I would miss out on so much goodness if I let even just two weeks pass me by. I must keep moving forward.
Comfort Zone
I like comfort zones. I’ve always been fond of comfort zones. I’m now realizing that I’m always happiest when I step out of my comfort zone. My favorite decisions in life only happened because I was brave enough to try. Maybe for you, talking to people is difficult. Perhaps taking a trip alone sounds like an anxiety attack waiting to happen. It may be as small as taking your baby with you to the grocery. When I had just had Sophie, simple tasks were a huge chore. I had to tell myself to ‘just do it‘ and I was much happier once I did. Things always got easier. If you stay in your comfort zone, you’ll never grow.
Worst Thing Possible
When I’ve got a lot going on, I get pretty anxious. Tension headaches that keep me from playing outside with Sophie and no motivation to do simple tasks. I’m learning to deal with my stress through working out, meditation and a healthy diet. I’m also using a new mantra that was presented to me by Jeffrey right before BlogU15. What’s the worst that could happen? What is the worst thing possible? I was worried about flying alone, the pain in my ears, missing the layover, getting lost in a new place etc. Jeffrey asked ‘what is the second worst thing that could happen?’ (insinuating that dying in a firy plane crash would be the worst.) My answer was ‘I’d ask for help, I’d get on the next flight, I’d be late to the conference’ (in other words, nothing bad at all!) We have some major changes happening in our family right now and I’m needing to remind myself ‘What’s the worst that could happen’ more than once per day. It has really helped me to use this mantra in times of anxiety. What’s your mantra?