I need to pay more attention to my sweet husband. I have to put more effort into our relationship.
I need to bring my kids to see their grandparents more.
I need to work out. I have all this great equipment to work out with in the basement; a treadmill, a spin bike, weights. Yet I just seem to pass it by everyday on the way to the laundry room.
I need to write more. I have so many pieces that are half way done. Just in need of edits, sitting in my hold file waiting for me to polish them up.
I need to listen to my kids better. I need to put my phone down and not rush through my time with them. I need to take the time to watch them and to listen to what they are saying and thinking.
I need to sit back comfortably on the couch more, and to really let myself relax.
I need to laugh more. TO find more things funny like I used to and to laugh loud and with abandon.
But the question is always WHEN…when do I do all these things that sit on my soul and cause me guilt.
This week alone we have as a family:
1 benefit event
5 days of school
6 therapy sessions
1 dance class
1 art class
2 birthday parties
2 hockey practices
3 soccer practices
1 doctor appointment
1 soccer pizza party
3 soccer games
2 hockey games
Oh, and I have a job that I love and need to get done. Just to add on to that never ending list.
How do I balance what I feel I should be doing, with all of the responsibilities that are tipping the scales in the other direction????
I just don’t know how to get it all done. And I know, no one has to point out to me, that I have done this to myself. I have scheduled my kids for lots of sports and classes and therapies and parties, when I was in control and could have not. But I want them to go and do and try things, and to have friends and be healthy and active. And I feel guilty. Having a child with a disability always throws off the scales for everyone else, so I strive to make all of them feel important and loved, and to make life equitable on their terms. And most of the time, most days, I feel like I am doing a pretty darn good job of it.
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