Today is just an ordinary Tuesday for most of you, but for me it marks the two year anniversary of my blog! Yay!
What a year! I never imagined so many opportunities would come my way and I am so grateful to all of you who visit now and then, thank you SO much!
I’m one of those many multitasking moms, but lucky enough to be able to work from home, blessed with good health, great kids, a supportive husband, and a plethora of power tools. Life is pretty good, and I’m thankful everyday.
I often get these questions: How do you balance it all and get so much done? How do you manage your time? How Do You Do It All?
My friends, let’s face the truth. No one can ever “do it all”. Not unless you’re Martha Omnimedia with unlimited resources and highly paid staff to cater to your every whim. Then yes you probably can do it all, I suppose.
There are plenty of things I don’t do, and for me, that’s the key to the ‘balance’ question. I’ve decided what I can accomplish in any given day or week, what I have to sacrifice to get it done, and the power of saying ‘No’ to the things that won’t work for me and my family.
Life (and blogging) is an ongoing treadmill, and Year Two taught me a few things. But like a runner who’s been running for awhile, most importantly it taught me to find my stride. The last two months have been extremely challenging. I flew to the east coast three times in six weeks, all the while doing all the other things I ordinarily do. I can’t believe I haven’t fallen down or gotten sick, which is nearly impossible when you’re on so many airplanes and picking up all those germs on every hotel doorknob and elevator button.
I absolutely could not have stayed afloat this past year without my eternally patient husband, daily devotions, the support of some ‘got your back’ moms in my community watching over my munchkins, and Dori’s ‘just keep swimming’ attitude!
I’m pretty disciplined with my time, but I’ve also learned to be forgiving of myself. My house is never perfectly straightened, dust free, and it is rarely ready for company. So what? Perfection is not my goal, contentment is my goal. Dishes and laundry and kid toys pile up, clutter creeps in, and to tackle it all I just keep swimming.