When I got up from my nap yesterday, you may recall that I was feeling the crush of Christmas. Three weeks! Three weeks! I got up, did the laundry, watched a video about a game I promised to play, worked through my to do list, finished my paper chain. I even made a special trip to the grocery store for Hubby, who needed more beef for his Tuscan stew. (BTW, so delicious! I cannot wait for leftovers tonight!)
I went to bed tired, passed right out, and then woke up to toss and turn in the middle of the night.
But today I feel good. Last week I said “no” to my doctor’s office for the first time with this pregnancy and I felt like a huge jerk about it until this morning when I realized that I am going to have to start saying “no” a lot more. No, I cannot do more than I am already doing. That is fine. I am doing enough. I’m growing a human here! Plus, keeping a house and pulling together Christmas and running a department. I’m kind of a bad ass.
I feel so good about saying “no” and standing up for myself. My motto for now is “No to the noise.” It’s time to take it easy. It’s time to do what I can, one thing at a time, and forgive myself for what I can’t do. It’s never going to be easier than it is right now. Right now, I am my first responsibility.
Today: After work I am making a Meijer and Starbucks run. Home for leftovers and a game. Probably going to sleep early tonight, to make up for last night. Hopefully I’ll make a dent in Christmas cards tonight, too.
Take it easy, you guys. Do it one thing at a time.