I have to share my big success for yesterday. I resisted the urge to eat a second cookie. Yes, I had one, but then I stopped -- even after the kids were in bed! I don't know about you, but this wasn't easy. They seemed to be calling to me from the kitchen (which is right next to my bedroom) "Soft, chewy, big chocolate chunks" But I resisted! I think that deserves a gold star!
Think about something you've resisted doing lately that deserves a gold star and consider yourself awarded!
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Hats off for Improvising
I really didn't want to make dinner today. It's not that it was a bad day, but I just didn't want to think or referee the kids while I attempted to cook something. But . . . (and here's the catch) I didn't want to spend money on eating out either. What's a mom to do?
I went home and got salmon out of the freezer. They were supposed to be salmon fillets (as marked) but they were boneless steaks. (that's what I get for having groceries delivered) I decide to grill them, but they were too thick, so I began to cut them. They fell apart. I don't mean a corner here or there. I mean disintegrated. Wanting to give up, but not wanting to order out now, I stuck with it. I spread the chunks of salmon on a baking sheet, seasoned and broiled. All came out well. It wasn't pretty, but we ate it.
And I am grateful. I am grateful for food; not just food, but luxury food like salmon. I am grateful I have options. I am grateful I have a beautiful family to feed. (I guess I am feeling a bit mushy at the moment)
So, we plan, we improvise, we conquer. We are mothers. And a gold star for you and all the ways you improvise every day!
I went home and got salmon out of the freezer. They were supposed to be salmon fillets (as marked) but they were boneless steaks. (that's what I get for having groceries delivered) I decide to grill them, but they were too thick, so I began to cut them. They fell apart. I don't mean a corner here or there. I mean disintegrated. Wanting to give up, but not wanting to order out now, I stuck with it. I spread the chunks of salmon on a baking sheet, seasoned and broiled. All came out well. It wasn't pretty, but we ate it.
And I am grateful. I am grateful for food; not just food, but luxury food like salmon. I am grateful I have options. I am grateful I have a beautiful family to feed. (I guess I am feeling a bit mushy at the moment)
So, we plan, we improvise, we conquer. We are mothers. And a gold star for you and all the ways you improvise every day!
Thursday, October 9, 2008
No Gold Star
Okay, so I officially forgo a gold star in parenting for yesterday. Well, the whole day wasn't a wash, but did you ever have one minute in a day that makes you feel like you've failed for the whole day? Or a lifetime for that matter.
I screamed at my kids because two were crying for seemingly no reason and I couldn't take it anymore. I even swore. It was loud enough that my husband came in from outside. AHHHHH!!! One moment. I feel like such a failure. Not true my husband claims.
The moment passed. Screaming made me feel worse. I calmed things down. Apologized to my kids with tears in my eyes. (Yes, mommy makes mistakes too. Probably more than you.) And we moved on. But I still feel awful for yesterday. I suppose the good things is we made it to another day.
There is always a new day, or a new hour or minute for that matter. Maybe that's what I need to take away from this . . . I don't have to wait for tomorrow to start over. Every minute is a new opportunity.
Oh, and that gold star. Maybe I didn't get one for perfect parenting, but I think apologizing and showing kids that mommy is human sure deserves something!
I screamed at my kids because two were crying for seemingly no reason and I couldn't take it anymore. I even swore. It was loud enough that my husband came in from outside. AHHHHH!!! One moment. I feel like such a failure. Not true my husband claims.
The moment passed. Screaming made me feel worse. I calmed things down. Apologized to my kids with tears in my eyes. (Yes, mommy makes mistakes too. Probably more than you.) And we moved on. But I still feel awful for yesterday. I suppose the good things is we made it to another day.
There is always a new day, or a new hour or minute for that matter. Maybe that's what I need to take away from this . . . I don't have to wait for tomorrow to start over. Every minute is a new opportunity.
Oh, and that gold star. Maybe I didn't get one for perfect parenting, but I think apologizing and showing kids that mommy is human sure deserves something!
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