Some weeks just make you tougher…

I don’t have a picture to describe this week. So I chose a meme….it seemed appropriate.

I love organization. I’m a planner. Some would probably call me a leeetle obsessive. Welp. This week was one of those weeks that taught me to go with the flow and have patience. That’s mom life for you.

Monday I started Beachbody’s 22 Minute Hard Corps. I LOVE it!! It’s just what I’ve been needing. It’s quick. It’s hard. But not TOO hard. And I love the cadence rhythm to it. I didn’t modify to start. It was only Cardio 1. I was drenched when I was done. The week started out awesome.

Tuesday I worked. Work has been very busy. A lot of time in the car, a lot of different things going on. I do love being busy. But with a toddler at home it can be exhausting. I asked the husband if I could work late so I could get ahead of the curve. He usually takes the big kids to the movies on Tuesday. He moved that to Wednesday–we both believe routine and his time spent with his kids is very important–and I worked late. Bay was a bit of a pip that night and when I called on my way home, he was having a hard time. I had to pick up a prescription (that’s a story for another day). I had to pick up some clothes or Bay from the mom swap. I got home as soon as I could. By then the storm had passed and Bay was behaving. I swooped in and took over, giving Jason a break. That’s how we do it. We work very hard to give each other breaks. Especially when she’s being a true toddler. hahaha

Wednesday I had plans with a dear friend. And I had to break those plans because my wild child decided that she was going to get up extra early and never nap. I took her to the aquarium and we had an awesome morning. We do our best to wear her out so she sleeps because those nap times/bed times are important. And we swear by routine. The only problem is that she decided that a ten minute nap in the car on the way home from the aquarium replaced her three hour , afternoon nap. I needed to workout and I had a strict schedule because we needed to go to the grocery store to buy food to cook dinner for my friend and I, since she was coming over to eat. Well, I took Bailey to the pool to wear her out after refused to nap. Two hours later I was exhausted but she was still going. Then came on hurricane Bailey. I was at my wits end. I couldn’t entertain. I was in tears, Bailey was in tears, we were a mess. I cancelled my dinner plans and felt TERRIBLE about it. Jason still took the kids to dinner and a movie, I put Bailey down at 7pm, an hour earlier than normal for us, because she was a whiny, exhausted mess. And so was I. I cleaned up the house (which had been bothering me all day) and hit the hay. Damn, I’d missed my workout already, 3 days in. That stuff makes me insane because I can easily be thrown off my schedule since baby. I’m doing the best I can. And this day was not one of the better ones. We all have them, right?

Thursday I got up at 4am to be on the local news. O2 Fitness has paired with the Lowcountry Food Bank and we had a food drive and a meeting with our COO before I had clubs to run and other items to tend to. Busy day right from the get-go. I got home and did the workouts I missed, along with the one scheduled for that day. Three workouts, Cardio 1, Core 1 and Resistance 1. I knew as soon as I was finished that I’d strained something in my back. I kept on, taking Bailey to the beach. Home and bed. Up the next morning to do work, run errands and managed my workout despite my back. Cardio 2 was a rough! Crying seemed like a good idea LOL. But I pushed through and held it together. Took Bailey and Fenway, one of our dogs to the beach. We do everything we can to give Bailey an exciting life…and to help tire her out so she sleeps. Everybody does it differently. And I support that 10000%. You have to do what works for you and your kids 🙂

Friday night my back ACHED. I was worried I’d actually hurt myself. My diet had been on point all week. I was loving this workout. The last thing I wanted was to have to stop because I hurt myself. I’m not even sure what I did. Burpees maybe? Shows you the importance of proper form and not getting sloppy. Pretty sure that’s what happened. I took a hot bath and finally got to use a LUSH bathbomb I’d been holding on to. Score!

If you’ve made it this far, thanks for reading. I am getting to a point, I promise lol. Some of us moms have to talk it out. I’m recapping my week in my own head to get it out. For it to be over. To move on. And to remember to be strong.

That’s what I’m learning. Strength. The strength and mental flexibility of being a mom. Setting boundaries. Not accepting negative energy in any way. Yes, we’re going to have bad moments and bad days. We’re allowed to. It’s okay. But you have it and you pick yourself up and get on. Wallowing isn’t going to help anyone. And if I can give any advice I have learned, don’t take it out on your spouse. Marriage is sacred. And taking out on your frustration on them doesn’t solve anything. I have learned this from experience. And I definitely do not want to pass anything negative on to Bailey. I’m doing my very best to avoid that at all costs.

My therapist (yes, I see a therapist regularly. Another story for another day) has taught me a lot about energies. Negative energy from a person can consume you. It can wrap itself around you. If can drive you away from your spouse. People affect you, your energy, your life. Surround yourself with who and what you want to be, who inspire you, who drive you, who SUPPORT you. Negative energy breeds negative energy. It’ll sink you quick. Separate yourself and find positivity.

noun: positivity
  1. the practice of being or tendency to be positive or optimistic in attitude.

It’s a practice. It takes time. But if you work at it, eventually, just like anything, it becomes second nature.

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