What If I’m Not Dropping Those Balls, What If I’m Putting Them Down?

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dropping the ball

I don’t know about you but my #momlife is a busy one. With four kids at three different schools, I’m always coming or going. Add in dance classes for two of my babes (and yes, boys dance too), sports for my middle son, a job that has seasonal travel, every day it’s something. With so many things on my schedule it’s inevitable that I am dropping balls somewhere. Losing that control, feeling like I’m failing is the worst feeling. I’m a people pleaser, enneagram type 2. I want to help everyone and be as reliable as humanely possible. I’m learning to set boundaries though, and have learned to make some choices and *gasp* say no. So, what if I’m not dropping those balls, what if I’m putting them down? 

In a society where busy is the best, I’m learning to slow down. I’m learning that a busy schedule doesn’t mean happy and well adjusted children. I’m learning that sometimes kids just need a night of chilling at home without rushing from the bus to dance class, back home to finish homework, shovel down dinner and bath and then bedtime. I know that this time with my babies at home is fleeting and finite. My oldest is starting high school which proves just how quickly this period is waning. I’m also specifically aware of the benefit of a mental health day. 

I’m working hard, and it’s a constant process to avoid sliding back into bad habits, to be mindful of my YES. To be aware of how it will impact the other people in my home. Instead of saying yes to make other people happy, I’m making sure it will make us happy as well. My mindset has shifted and now I’m thinking, what if I’m not dropping those balls, what if I’m putting them down? 


 

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