We Can Do Hard Things

There are a lot of bloggers out there in the vast landscape of the Internet and over the last two years (since becoming a mom)  I’ve discovered the world of Mom Bloggers. There’s posts about everything from breastfeeding, to cloth diapering, to educational activities, and kid friendly recipes. There’s a lot of great resources out there for parents and a lot of support too.

One of the bloggers I’ve loved following is Glennon Doyle Melton of Momastary. She’s amazingly real with her readers and so relatable. All of those “holy sh*t” moments you experience and then wonder if you’re the only one, she’s written about them. I read her book Carry on Warrior when I was starting on an upswing after struggling mightily with postpartum depression and a major acute episode of pancreatitis. This was the first book I had read in almost a year and it spoke to me. I call Glennon my friend even though we’ve never met and speak of her like she’s family. I feel a connection to her because she has been so open with her readers and addressed so many of the things I have experienced in the past and was dealing with at the time I read her book. All of those feelings that you have and think no one else has experienced and no one else understands, G understands, she’s been there and she is brave enough to share it so that the rest of us don’t feel alone.

One of her mantras is “we can do hard things” and today I really needed to remember that.

I’m not physically feeling any better than I did before I went in for a treatment yesterday and that is widely frustrating. I’m ready to be better and get back to life. Today was a day I needed to be in bed and not adult (yes I am using “adult” as a verb). The plan was for Husby to come home a little early and take BooBoo to the new house and get some things done.

A little backstory: we bought a house, it needs some work, we’re moving in two weeks. Ok now you’re caught up!

Husby called and said there was an emergency at work and he couldn’t make it to the house to meet the contractor he had scheduled. He said, “I need you to be at the house.” My first thought, “I can’t do this, it’s too hard!” My second thought, “I can do hard things and my husband who is my biggest supporter needs me.” So I went and I did. It was hard. But I did it because I can do hard things. Thanks G, don’t know what I’d do without you.

Today I am grateful for:

  • G and her guidance and positivity
  • A happy little boy who rolls with the punches like no other.
  • Leftovers. I had the energy to cook earlier this week and so I have fed my family for two nights on leftovers. God bless the microwave.

My random act of kindness was a little challenging today because I didn’t really leave the house but I sent a couple of messages and texts to a few friends who needed a little lift.

Today I meditated on my own for the first time. It was not as successful as when I use the guided meditations but it was five minutes of stillness. I’m still learning how to quiet my mind as much as my body but realize this is a process and there’s a bit of a learning curve. I’ll get there!
For now I’ll leave you with this awesome picture of BooBoo mowing the raspberry pink carpet in our new house. This kid really brightens our world.

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