Somewhere, somewhere in this mess of my brain, I am looking for my mind. It's got to be in here somewhere. Right?
I hope so.
Just trying to swim over here...and could really use a flotation device, apparently. After a mentally exhausting weekend, I got stung by a bee and my hand was throbbing for days. Back at work, there's a ridiculous foul odor and come to find out a rodent died right over the ceiling tiles in the room I use. Back at home the goats will NOT stay in their darn fence. And there's a dead rodent smell in MY kitchen that has taken me forever to locate. I've been sniffing all around my kitchen. It's the dishwasher. Which we hired someone to install. And something is dead behind it. I cannot make this stuff up.
I fed my kids apple slices, carrot sticks and cheese and called that dinner. Know how many times I've fed them oatmeal this last week? A lot. The dryer is in regular motion because I cannot organize myself to hang out on the clothesline. I have errands that need to be run, commitments I made and need to follow through on and my house is a disaster, especially the floors. Just tonight all at the same time, I had one kid cold and crying trying to get into the shower, the other was about dropping the dog water all over the floor and the baby was screaming and hungry. There is only one of me. I have pictures to go through and this is the longest I have gone without a blog post. Writing is so calming to me. I hate that I've not been organized enough to write. And sleep. What's sleep? Halloween is coming and I've promised my children specific costumes. Have I started? Nope. And this weekend is CRAZY busy, since our church harvest party is here. We have had some really awesome service learning opportunities this week (my kids shopped for food for a local backpack program and we helped bring a petting zoo to the nursing home residents)...and I didn't even bring my camera. And the list goes on...
Sometimes I just cannot do it all. Like now. I read this earlier today: You need to lower your expectations….then probably lower them again.
I think that quote was written for me. And all the mothers out there who are trying to do so much.
But, sometimes it's not just shifting the expectations. It's shifting perspectives.
I'm going to do that right here, as I really could use a little shift in my own perspective.
My kids called me the best mom ever when I served them snacks in place of dinner.
Laundry is folded.
Eggs have been washed.
I made an apple pie with my kids today.
We had an amazing homeschool day, complete with nature study, art and oodles of books.
I squeezed in grocery shopping, so we have something more than oatmeal.
The weather today was fantastic.
The tooth fairy came last night and the baby just cut her first tooth.
Said baby is the sweetest baby ever.
There's a bouquet of fresh flowers on my table from a friend.
I found a Columbia winter coat at the thrift shop for sixty five CENTS!
I managed to get my plants inside before the frost.
I live in the very best farmhouse in all of Maine.
I'll drive by the ocean tomorrow, just doing my errands.
I have today as another day with my family.
Can't beat that.