Here it is, September 18th already. I just signed up for tennis lessons through Seattle Parks & Rec at the Amy Yee Tennis Center. Classes are fairly inexpensive, and they offer all levels, from beginner to advanced. Yes, you guessed correct, I am in the beginner class. It starts this weekend and goes through October...so look forward to tennis offerings alongside all the sign language posts of October.
I have to laugh at myself, because just yesterday I was feeling completely overwhelmed with my life. It's funny to feel overwhelmed and stressed about all these really good things in my life. When I stopped complaining yesterday, and thought about each thing I am doing, I felt gratitude for every one of them. I think a good self-care technique could be to really try to remain on task, one thing at a time.
At the beginning of each week, I can spend some time making my calendar and putting it up on the chalkboard, taking that time to look at the big picture and make sure everything fits. At the beginning of each day, I can also take a look at that day's big picture...did anything new pop up, does someone need a ride somewhere that I forgot about, where do I have room for something spontaneous? And then, stay focused on each detail as it arises. Checking it off my list, one at a time.
This is not how I normally live my life. I am typically a non-conformist when it comes to schedules. I like my day to be a flow of activities. That's one of the things I loved about having babies...there was no schedule, we went here and there, had groups of moms and babies over to our house, would run into a neighbor and decide at 5pm to have dinner together that night...every day was a social love fest. (Can you tell my baby is now 7 and I just might be romanticizing this baby time a wee little bit?)
Now that my kids are older, and they have schedules and timelines, carpools and homework of their own, I really need to buckle down and stay on top of everything. Otherwise, I find myself walking around feeling like a disheveled loser that can't keep anything together. I do plan on remaining open to my failures at "keeping it together" and loving myself anyway. I plan on remaining vulnerable to being a beginner with this and through that, finding my own inner scheduling strength.
For some reason, I am remembering my halloween costume from when I was 6 years old. God, I loved Wonder Woman back then. Was I perhaps projecting into my perfectionistic motherhood future? Maybe it's time to take off the shiny, aluminum foil belt with the red star, colored in with a sharpie.
Or maybe, better yet, tap into that character a little more...after all, Wonder Woman only tackled one villain at a time. One episode at a time. All while keeping the big picture of a safe world close to her heart.