This week is crazy and I just want to curl up and watch a movie and pretend I have nothing to do. Why is it that Decembers are always so busy? Besides my normal stuff, like teaching music lessons and writing this daily blog that I’m just about ready to bury in the backyard so I don’t have to see it or think about it, I’m booked. I thought getting Chloe’s Odyssey out would ease up my schedule for me. All it did was create a vacuum that sucked in a bunch of other commitments. In the next seven days, I have three rehearsals, three musical gigs, tickets to see a Christmas Carol, and a freelance writing deadline. I’m out every single night this week after today. And I hear a snowstorm is coming tomorrow. The only thing worse than driving in the dark for me is driving in the dark and in the snow.
Let’s do something for ourselves today and take it easy. December has only just begun and it’s going to get worse. I’ll keep my blog short today. What will you do for yourself to make the day merrier or simpler? Stay in tonight and read a good book? Say no to yet another cry for your commitment to show up and fill a space? Put on some music for just one 3-minute song and enjoy it—actually listen to it—without interruptions? Or sing along with it while making dinner? Dance—yes, do that! Do a little dance. Or big dance, if dancing is already a part of your day. Yoga stretches? A walk? A glass of wine with dinner? Find something that will be a treat, an activity that will slow you down, if only for a moment, enough to notice life around you. And to enjoy something that would ordinarily slip past. Then take a deep breath, and jump back in. Or just go to bed. That’s a nice option too.
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Life with Quadruplets
As a mother of quadruplets, I've had plenty of crazy experiences raising "supertwins." I blog a lot of memories about my kids. Sometimes just my thoughts on things. I get those sometimes—when my brain works. Which is about one third of the time.