My Favorite Things….
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens….
Sorry if you thought I was doing a review on the Sound of Music, lol! I’m not.
Attitude and perspective, instead.
There are people in life who just seem so happy ALL the time. No matter what, they are just cheery and happy and carry on and….most of the time I want to slap them.
Then there are people who are so involved in the dramas going on in their heads that they are not able to appreciate the good stuff. Cause whatever good happens, there is a drama and whatever bad happens there is also a drama. I want to slap these people as well.
I think the key is being somewhere in between. But if I had to chose, I’d rather be annoyingly happy than a drag. I would just have to remember to slap myself often.
The way I see it, we are given this life. We don’t know for sure if it is the only one or not, but we do know for sure that this is all we got right now.
So we make a choice. We chose to love this life and appreciate the gifts it brings or we chose to complain about it because nothing is never good enough and nothing is up to our expectations. The beauty of it is that when you have no expectations you can never be disappointed, only pleasantly surprised.
Please do not get me wrong. I have days when I am pulling my hair out, ALL the kids are after me for whatever it is that they need RIGHT THAT SECOND and all at the same time, husband can’t find where I put his pants, dogs want me to throw the damn ball, dinner burning in the background, one of the babies took his nappy off, pooed on the floor and walked through it, another kid thought putting food colouring in sand and spreading it through his room was a good idea and I can’t remember the last time I shaved my legs.
But do I bury my head in the sand or try to run away? Do I whinge and whine and complain about how unfair life is to me and oh, poor poor me? A-hem, no. (cause then I would have to self medicate with a slap)
This is what I do:
This has been my motto for as long as I can remember.
And I like it, because when I am dealing with the situation above, I remember that the kids are all going to be this small and all in the same house at the same time and all needing me, for only a very short period of time. Next year, Madison will start high school and she won’t need me in baby ways anymore. Rahn can now read and do things for himself so he won’t need me in the same way. The boys will start talking soon and our little pointing/sign language/guessing/trial and error communication ways will disappear forever. They will also learn how to go to the toilet all by themselves. The dogs love me and want me to play with them and they won’t be around for too long (especially poor Bella with her fair complexion). Billy will eventually find his pants and I might end up shaving my legs but I promise to still burn dinner.
If I allow myself to go into a state of overwhelm and just focus on how something is affecting me RIGHT NOW and lose sight of the bigger picture that is my LIFE then I would not be living. I would be allowing life to happen to me and just trying to get through it. Where’s the fun in that?
If I die right now (well that would suck cause I wouldn’t get to finish the blog), I would be cool with that. I have lived a beautiful, rich, happy life full of love. I have been blessed.
But since I am not dead, I am going to chose to keep LIVING not surviving and not whinging. I will see the beauty in the next rainbow (if it EVER rains up here!) and let my heart be warmed by my children and their smiles and fat little hands with little dimples in them; and I am still hoping to one day see a shooting star. And I will stop each day and be grateful for all that I am, all who are in my life, all that I have (mostly shoes) and I will not insult the universe/god by whinging about it and always wanting more, and things just not being good enough. I will take ownership and responsibility of MY life because it is MINE and only I can do that, no one else. And I will stop having expectations of things and people because I enjoy being pleasantly surprised. 🙂 x