I've been struggling with balance lately.
Balancing being a mom, being a wife, being just me.
I spend most of my time being mom and balancing the tasks of everyday life.
I have momentum. Doing laundry, cleaning, cooking, washing dishes, playing with Max, driving around here and there. And all the while I'm doing these things, the "me" (the selfish) part of myself keeps whispering in my ear about all the things that I want to do - read, catch-up on blogs, take photos, edit photos, blog, watch TV shows, try to exercise, lounge around on the couch, go out with friend. I could go on and on...
When my husband comes home, and I am wife again. Trying to have some moments with my husband in the midst of being mom and me. Conversations are short and interrupted by a little person who needs me to switch into mom mode. (I have yet to get used to not being able to have regular, uninterrupted conversations with the other adults in my life while my son is around. But that's another post, for another time.)
Mom, wife, me...it's quite the mix. A constant, internal struggle for balance.
Sometimes I need someone to hold on to me.
And I need to remember that there are people in my life who will help me with that balance, if I just ask.
Someone is always there watching over me.
I may stumble in my attempt to maintain balance in my life.
But I will always get-up and keep going.
Max will start-off with training wheels. But eventually, when he's had enough practice, the training wheels will come off and he will ride.
I'm sending you my compassion for the times you fall down, and my admiration for the times you get up, and my excitement for the times you run. It has probably become clear to you by now that the falling down isn't a shameful thing to be cursed, but rather is an instrumental part of the learning process that is teaching you marvelous secrets about getting back up and running.
~ Robert Hass