Day 3

What I did:

At four a.m., my little one woke up with a stomach bug, so she did not go to school today. I was able to go have my heart test, and everything looks good so far. I should get a phone call confirming that by the end of the week. By the time I came back home, my daughter was feverish and still sick. My day was dedicated to making her comfortable. This is something I don't waver on. If my children are sick and they want me to simply sit with them and stroke their hair, that's my day. To me, it is as important as accomplishing my own agenda for the day.

On another note, I was able to eat all the right things, and didn't feel the pull as much today to go ahead and fill the void with "whatever" food. I thought I would try almond milk this week because of the protein content and also the antioxidants. It was really great with cereal! A lot of people might not like it, but it's a lesson to go ahead and try different things. I'm finding it makes things a little more interesting, and I'm not completely focused on what I am not supposed to eat or drink.

I also had a great conversation with my sister. She mentioned a website she signed up for which breaks household tasks down to a few a day (and it's affordable at only $8 a year). Lisa told me that there are a few options ranging from printing out a daily task to viewing a week at a glance. She has put it into practice and says it's really a time saver, taking only a few minutes a day. As a new mother of three kids, I trust her advice on simplifying things! When she sends me the link, I will post it on my blog.

What I learned:

Today I have learned that there are times when plan A doesn't fit my lifestyle. I gave up on the guilt of not getting things done, and enjoyed my time with my daughter, though she was sick. I was satisfied with the things I could do today to improve my health, along with the general cleaning that comes with having an illness in the house. Supper was everyone for themselves, and no one complained. I was able to watch my sixteen year old tenderly hold his baby sister, realizing that love is the most important thing. What memories would I be creating in my kids if I bulldozed over them to get my daily routine accomplished, no matter how much they just needed me to stop and focus on them? Hopefully, times like these reinforce that they are important. On the flip side, I need to remember that they are watching me. If I never seem to get all the other, necessary things done, it won't matter how much time I spend with them - they will not have a good example to follow. There's something to be said for the "Serenity Prayer", isn't there?

Until Tomorrow~~~Elizabeth