- On October 7, 2015
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- Personal Life Hacks, SAHM
I’ve tried the following two methods to living my life:
- Do the same thing and then feel like a total victim-of-the-universe when the same results keep disappointing me. I’m looking at you, “Habit of be somewhat sedentary while consuming all the foods, yet decry how difficult it is for women to lose weight.”
- Look at the problem. Figure out what’s causing it. Try different things to make it better and then stick with what works best. Rehack as needed.
Admittedly, I kind of have a thing for the first option. Inertia! So easy, except when it makes everything so hard. It’s so much easier to let my kids bicker while the sound of it slowly melts the myelin sheathing in the section of my brain responsible for Not Yelling and Continue Loving Offspring….until I’m actually at that point where I am now Scary Mom. Then it turns out that it would have been easier to intervene before those important nervous pathways were obliterated by the sound of shrieking.
With Baby Numero Cuatro on the way, and all the accompanying “I’m pregnant and life is so hard” problems that come with that, I’m realizing that there is a whole lot in my life right now that is just ripe for improving. (See how instead of saying, “My life is a nightmare!”, I pointed out how the difficulties are all OPPORTUNITIES? I’m like a whole new person. Don’t be afraid, people who know me in real life and count on me to tell them their ideas are stupid.)
Hey, this could be a small series on this small blog. Let’s do that, which will help me break my habit of writing long screeds that nobody wants to read. I’ll list the areas to tweak here, and then tackle one per post.
- Cleaning up from breakfast/messes made overnight by gremlins sometimes leads to homeschool starting too late to have a good day.
- I sometimes forget we have piano practice as well as memory work for our co-op. Until the day before.
- Spanish, what? Amazing science book that I never manage to use?
- Eldest child, dear as he may be, is often difficult to get started in the morning, as our house is full of Mobile People, and he loves Mobile People. And books on tape. Not so much does he love sitting at the table and doing work when Mobile People are being destroyed by Thing Number Two and Thing Number Three.
- There is an awful amount of noise in our house, and it makes it hard for me to function. I sometimes react to the shrieks/growls as though the kids are fighting, even though a good percentage of the time they are playing.
- Sometimes I don’t react to the ever-louder shrieks and growls and then suddenly someone is actually crabby and crying. Sometimes it’s even one of the kids.
- I like useful posters and charts, but we are schooling in our dining room and I hate hideous kid-related things being permanently placed in common spaces. The whole, “Look, we run a home daycare!” thing is just not our thing. Unfortunately, this is what our number chart currently looks like.
And that’s all for now. Time to tell the seven-year-old to stop scaring the mailman.