Consistency in the Chaos🖤
This week was about 3 months long and started with attending a funeral for the mama of an old friend and ended with co-hosting a baby shower for a friend at church. Mixed in there were two kids doctors appointments, a lunch visit with my youngest, two baseball games and one baseball practice, a middle school dance, a much needed therapy session, clothing shopping with a 12 year old for said dance, a piano lesson, chaperoning at the book fair two days, Belonging Night at the elementary school, a day out spending time with my mom, middle school drama he said she said situation that landed my socially anxious would rather hide inside of her hoodie than speak to other humans oldest daughter in lunch detention (and a polite but passionate email landed in the teacher's inbox from me), all the errands, baking cupcakes and making my own buttercream frosting, decorating the church hall for the baby shower, finally cleaning the remaining post-vacation laundry/suitcases/souvenirs mess that exploded all over our house from a trip that ended weeks ago, celebrating my niece getting her driver's license and my mother-in-law's birthday and my in-laws' wedding anniversary, and one rough mostly sleepless night with a 40lb furnace squirming around on my side of the bed all night before sitting up to say the dreaded panicked words, "I don't feel good," and then throwing up. It's like all the parenting/family/household/community things exploded into one week. Partially this is because I make my life harder for myself sometimes and partially this was just how the cookie crumbled. There were many, many blessings thrown into that nonstop mess though, and that hasn't gone unnoticed by me. And in the midst of all that, I managed to still track all my food, stay in my calorie range mostly, and get in three workouts and some mobility, though I admit I missed a couple of days, and hit my step goal and then some. Reflecting on this while I'm finally sitting down at my computer with a bowl of popcorn ready to do some seriously necessary catching up on my shows (I haven't even watched the latest Only Friends *gasp*), I am realizing that a week that busy would have meant a whole lot of junk food and excuses in the past. Instead, I'm ending the week still doing my thing, tired but mostly grateful and satisfied. I'm taking this as a huge real-life win.