Back in January, it seemed like every mommy blogger chose a “word of the year” in lieu of any resolutions. Posts were full of words like “bloom” or “savor” or “inspire,” usually typeset against a calming nature photo or Pinterest-worthy artwork, with platitudes about living your best life or whatever.
Well, it took me halfway through the year, but I chose my word.
Don’t you feel so uplifted and inspired now?
But here’s the thing. We’ve had a tough past twelve months with multiple losses. A few things I’ve already blogged about. A few others aren’t my stories to tell, so let’s just say I’ve spent a good chunk of my time worrying about a lot of people I love. And I get that life is cyclical, you need the bad to appreciate the good, etc., etc. But I do have some regret that five was such a wonderful age for Henry and Eleanor, and we didn’t always get to appreciate it fully.
When you’re a stay-at-home parent, it’s too easy to tell yourself, well, I don’t work, so I should take that volunteer position/attend that event/agree to do whatever thing I’ve just been asked to commit to. But this year I’m changing my way of thinking. This year, I’m going to say “no” more than I say “yes.” In all areas of my life I’m asking, “Is this benefitting any of the four people that live in my house?” If I can’t answer in the affirmative then I’m saying no.
Saying no will help me focus on my true priorities. Enjoying the heck out of my six-year-olds and creating some good memories for them. Recording those memories through my photography and this blog. Continuing on my path to getting healthier. Ensuring that I spend more time hanging out with Andy.
So if you’re not Henry, Eleanor, Andy, or me, you’ll probably hear “no” from me at some point this year. And I hope by staying negative, this year will turn out to be positive.