Now that we’re a week into 2016, if you’re anything like me, some of the newness has already worn off. The holidays were crazy and hectic, and now it’s back to real life.
Just before Christmas, I was looking back at 2015, I felt like a lot of people I know had a rough year. Our summer was consumed by the never ending remodeling project. (I now think if a marriage can last through home renovations, it can make it through damn near anything.) We basically had a good 6 month period where everything that could go wrong did. I kept hearing stories from others of sickness, loss or just bad luck. By the time the holidays rolled around, I was just done. Done with everything. I apparently voiced this more than I would have liked as my nearly 2 and a half year old now occasionally shouts out “I’m so done with (fill in the blank)!” when he gets frustrated… (although I am counting this as a win – I’m a recovering potty mouth so if he’s not spewing profanities when he’s upset, I must be doing something right!) I was ready for a fresh start with 2016.
So here we are… I don’t feel like I got a fresh start. I am just recovering from the craziness the holidays entailed. I feel like the same me, in the same routine. Part of me feels like a failure for not having made any significant changes already. But the more I think about it, the more I realize every day is FULL of fresh starts. It doesn’t matter what date the calendar says it is. Every day, every hour, we can start again. Life keeps going. It’s tough. It’s easy to get caught up in the chaos and feel defeated. Whether you feel like you’re overworked, not getting enough quality time with your kids, not eating right, etc. It’s OK. I am the queen of beating myself up over everything and convincing myself I’m a failure. So starting today, day 7 of 2016, I’m going to start trying to remind myself that I’m doing a good job. I’m going to try to take a breath and start again when I get too wrapped up in the craziness of life. There are going to be bad days in 2016. There is going to be sadness. It’s inevitable. My kid is going to drive me INSANE and I will contemplate “going out for milk,” on more than one occasion. I won’t always do things that I’m proud of, but if I can stop, breathe, and try again even one third of the time, I think that will be a huge win.
So I am sending all of you good vibes going into 2016. I hope you take as many fresh starts as you can. You might not be perfect , but –