I have talked about this before, but why must we beat ourselves up over and over again about the same thing? So we made a mistake. Move on. So we said something dumb. Show me someone who hasn’t (not including Jesus or Mother Teresa). We made a mistake at work. No one else ever has, right? We said something in front of our kids and they were not meant to hear it. What has been said cannot be unsaid. It can be explained. It can be forgiven. So forgive yourself.
I am constantly reminding myself of these very things. I feel guilty as a working mom and wish I could do many things that I just can’t do. When I get off of work, I feel guilty if I want to swing by the gym, grab a drink with a friend, or just go shopping by myself. I have put off going to my yoga class because my girls are not asleep yet and I haven’t tucked them in. My husband reminded me tonight that when I have a mental breakdown because I haven’t made time for myself, well, then I’ll really feel guilty. Ha.
In the hustle and bustle of the holiday season, stress can cause us to feel overwhelmed, overworked and overdone! That’s why I want you to focus on being excellent. So you didn’t finish that thing at work. Meh. It will be there tomorrow. I need more people to realize that life isn’t just about getting the job done. I am wrestling with my own dilemmas just like everybody else. I appreciate the people in my life who tell me to slow down and relax. I realize I am wired to go full speed ahead, and try to get everything done at once. I need to book the family another get away to the cabin in the woods with no cell reception. I like that place. Let’s all slow down and take a deep breath. Read this if you need some help. Look at the section on mindfulness, which means to focus on the here and now.
Lastly, consider what you are eating at this time of year. Here is an article to help. I actually have pinned several recipes to my boards about clean eating. Whatever method you chose, just remember, tomorrow is another day.
“Life is a train of moods like a string of beads; and as we pass through them they prove to be many colored lenses, which paint the world their own hue, and each shows us only what lies in its own focus.” ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
