Months ago on Facebook, I asked if there was interest in more in depth posts than just my May or May Not Mondays. The feedback was yes, share what you are learning. These posts have been circulating in my head for a few years and it has taken me until almost the end of our summer to feel I have the peace of mind to set them to paper. Our schedule has calmed down to a very slow crawl which leaves room for contemplation. And actual time for me to share my findings and thoughts with more than just my husband.
I do like to have complete silence while writing so I can focus my thoughts. Complete silence is not found around here often. And if found, I may not be in the mood to write. Right now, there are yelling littles who know one level for noise -- loud -- playing energetically in the next room with just a half wall separating my brain from the noise. Ideal for me, no. Yet I'm sorta in the mood for writing and there is zero on the schedule for the day. But mostly because I made a list last week of things that make me feel better from stress and writing is one of them.
Over a year ago I started doing the May or May Not Mondays in an attempt to save me from the loneliness of being shut in the house due to snow, not having a vehicle, and everyone being constantly sick that winter. I also thought it would be a productive way to bring down walls in my online world. A way to build trust by showing that we are all in the same boat being constantly humiliated in our journey and that having littles just gives so many more opportunities for that humiliation. A way to connect with others to say hey, you're not alone. Let's walk through life together. I wanted to see if that sage advice we all receive, "You'll miss it when it's gone! Enjoy this stage in life" was truly sage.
In the midst, it sure is frustrating and you really don't think you will ever find it humorous or even want to remember those incidents. We don't share those memories or experiences because it's hard. Hard to not have control of the when things go wrong incidents. The incidents are not always to be controlled by our actions. Maybe they are. Maybe they aren't. But that's life. No one is perfect, yet we all believe that we should be. Our competency is not defined by having incidents but in how we decide to deal with them. Hopefully with grace or more grace than you did the time before and striving not to lose it every time things don't go according to how you think it should. Though when after years, there is not much reprieve from the chaos and you think this stage of life should be over, it's hard to see the perfect life memories shared by others.
We share our beautiful memories with pictures and stories because they are beautiful and worth sharing. And we should share our blessings. We just need to keep level headed to realize that no one only has a highlight reel in real life. Messy houses exist, messy attitudes exist, life plans get messy, expectations get messy. Embrace the beautiful. Embrace the messy. Embrace your blessings and pain for you are not alone in experiencing life.
Reading back through the weeks of the last year and a half has given me the perspective that yup, a lot of mishaps have happened and we survived and seem to be unharmed by most of it. I can smile about most of it. I'm glad to have a record of it and it enhances the beautiful moments. As if those beautiful moments were hard earned or something. I do have rules, I cannot shame anyone besides myself in my postings. I would have loads more material if I recorded everything my family screwed up with! It's my choice to air my laundry. So what I've shared is just a smidgen of the mistakes this family makes. Imagine how much more you could be laughing at us!
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