The first post I ever wrote in my blog was one year ago today! That seems so crazy to me because even though I would like to write in it so much more than I do, I feel like I've had it for years. I am so happy that I (finally) started this adventure when I did and I had no idea where it would take me!
Being that today is New Years Eve, and I normally spend the day goal-setting with my sister (today I was instead nursing and tending to my poor sick babies all day long), I wanted to do a sort of yearly update post and talk about my goals for the year to come. I normally make a big long list of goals every year. One that I can check goals off of, like "start blog", "work out x amount of times per week/month", and other measurable items I can check off once they are accomplished. I love goals. I obsess over them, put everything aside to meet them. Something happened recently that thankfully made me re-assess this tendency.
This year, I got a spur of the moment, last minute idea to host '12 days of giveaways' on my Instagram page. I honestly wanted a way to say thank you to all of you who have been following along in our journey over this past year, because that just truly means so much to me. And truth time: I feel like its so easy to get caught up in the hype of growing on Instagram that I sometimes can't even see what it all began for. A place to share, connect, remember, be inspired and maybe even do the same. I thought I wanted to do this thing to say thank you, and little did I know it would turn into SO much work, emailing, messaging and organizing pretty much constantly, that I would put everything aside just to complete it. I plopped my kids in front of youtube videos way more than I would like to admit just to respond to emails and messages, and on the last day when we had a large giveaway planned and were in the middle of a long drive to Michigan, I was under so much stress trying to finish it all that I didn't even want to be around the kids. This is not to say that I don't ever want to do a giveaway again, not in the least. But I learned through all of it that instead of saying yes to every. damn. thing. all. the. time., maybe its time to learn to start saying no. Saying no to too many commitments, so that I can have precious time with my quickly-growing family. Saying no so that I can actually carve a little time out of each day to take care of myself, with no technology or social media involved.
Here are the things I want to do more of this year: loving, living presently with my kids and in my life, living mindfully, living simply. I want to face my flaws with love. (Example: even though I am THE most indecisive person on earth, I want to accept that and maybe even love that about myself, instead of beating myself into the ground and picking apart every little thing I do wrong). I want to encourage, UPLIFT, and support other women, and people, around me. Some words I am turning to instead of my list of goals this year:
being fully present
As simple as it may sound, these are my goals for the year, my words/phrases that I hope will guide me through my (currently very) sleep deprived days.
Wishing you all the very best things for 2018.