I’ve come to a realization. I’ve embarrassingly succumbed to the fact that I simply cannot keep up with #allthethings.
Why? Because there is nothing simple about #allthethings.
#allthethings, when you’re a mom, automatically becomes #allthesh*ttonofthings. It’s like #allthethings on steroids.
And I. CANNOT. DO. IT.
Lord knows I want to do #allthethings.
I want to be supermom, but on most days I’m just super-exhausted, super-bitchy, and super-flighty. And that surely isn’t #allthethings my children and husband love about me so dearly.
So, what does this realization mean for me and my family? What does it mean that I have accepted I cannot do #allthethings?
It means that I can now focus on #alltheimportantthings.
All the important things for me including pursuing my passions, spending time with my friends and ensuring enough time for adequate self-care.
All the important things for my children including being present and actually enjoying them and our time together.
All the important things for my spouse like actually tending his emotional and physical needs and sharing with him what those are for me.
#alltheimportantthings are all that matter.
#alltheimportantthings are family and friends, your relationships with them, the values you hold and exemplify, the lessons you learn, the education you are constantly open to receiving, altruistic behavior of your own, and genuine giving of yourself.
#alltheshittonofthings that don’t matter include:
Stop trying to do #allthethings. You can’t, I can’t and it’s just too much.
#allthethings, well, they are not worthy of your energy, anxiety, or time.
Say NO MORE to #allthethings and say HELL YES to #alltheimportantthings.
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