January 23, 2013


I have so much to say, and as always, I am going to dive right back in.  I have taken a few hiatuses (is that even a word?) over the last 7 years and I make no excuses.  This blog has always been, and will remain unplanned, unscheduled and unapologetically me.

I have some serious qualms about the next 4 months (not that I am counting down to Granny Camp or anything).  The boys are about to start 2 different sports in 2 different cities and I haven't worked full time through a spring season before.  It's always a bit of a circus to get everyone where they need to be when they need to be there, but this year in particular is going to be even more so.

In the end, I know it will all work itself out, it always does. But this year, I am putting my foot down.  I refuse to put myself last, again.  I will not be the mom dragging arse everyday because I stayed up too late, ate gummy bears for lunch and put everyone's needs before my own.  This year, I am making myself a priority, and if that means asking for more help, so be it. If it means that everyone has to be more patient and chip in more, then that's what will happen.  The boys are getting older, and they are certainly less demanding of my every moment.  I need to grant them more independence and with that, more responsibility.

Working from home is wonderful.  I have a 20 step commute to my home office and I frequently work in my pajamas.  I pick the children up from school and I sure as hell get to meet my girlfriends for lunch on occasion.  Ok, like a lot. 

But it's still "new" to me.  This fall, the boys didn't play any sports (don't ask...it was a shiot show and the details of that decision would bore you to tears) and this winter, basketball and Lego Robotics were both at school, with minimal effort required from me.

It's going to be a test of what I am made of.  How much I can stick to my guns and not ignore my needs.  Every spring, I run myself so ragged I end up getting so sick that I need reinforcements and the ER.  I won't do that this year.

I won't.  Watch me.

But I will need someone(s) and something(s) to keep me accountable.  I had a great conversation today with a friend and we talked through some of the things I want to keep on track.  I also gave a new gym a test run. Yeah, yeah, go ahead and call me out on the erratic (at best) nature of my physical whatnot.   In any case, I decided that the 20-something college girls at the local gym would motivate me and keep me accountable.

Be careful what you wish for.  There is no one quite as able to keep you accountable and honest as the person I worked out next to tonight. 

My priest. 


Sandra Carson said...

Lovely blog...I liked it a lot.thanks for sharing...

Anonymous said...

Glad your back love it life as a single mom don't get breaks but you can tell you really enjoy your boys and you rock at it!!!!

Leslie said...

I can't believe you worked out with your priest! That certainly is motivating. Good luck putting yourself first. It really is important and I'm glad you're making it a priority.

BroncoMom said...

Love the honesty of your blog CG!
Thanks for ALWAYS keepin it real....

Convertible Girl said...

The priest at my church needs to start working out -- maybe it would help work that stick out of his arse. Stay strong with your commitment to you!

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Kim Kasch said...

Hum working out with your priest . . .that sounds interesting.

But always good to put yourself first - at least some of the time :D