Some days itâs really hard to fight the urge to count calories. Even tho Iâve made a conscious decision to sway away from that, focus on moving my body daily and eating what makes me feel good! I think itâs going to take a long time to break the habit of counting calories and judging food in the âhealthy/un healthyâ categoryâs.
I had to fight through the urge over breakfast to look up all the reasons why that 1/2 avocado was âtoo Muchâ or âunhealthyâ. I reminded myself that I enjoy avocado and it keeps me full for a long time!
I think unlearning old habits is often harder then forming new habits!
This morning I crawled out of my warm bed to take Muffin out to pee. I was hit with cold air upon opening the door! Cold air I havenât felt since early last spring! I rushed Muff along and upon returning inside took a moment to crawl into bed beside Jacob. His barely awake warm self instantly embraced me and we cuddled for a solid 10 minutes before going about our regular before school routine. Now as I sit here reflecting on the morning I realize how much those ten minutes changed my day. They made me feel loved and relaxed and that put me in a great mood. I had more patience with my parents this morning and generally find myself less stressed!!
I hope our cuddle had the same effect on his day and I hope he never outgrows Momma cuddles! â¤ď¸
The weather this weekend has been a mood. Literally overnight we went from sweltering sunny days to damp cool moody days. I feel it in my soul. A direct reflection of how many of us are feeling? Or maybe just how Iâm feeling.
Letâs be real hereâŚ. Clearly this year I havenât stuck to the Thankful Thursday posts this year. Itâs one more thing that has fallen to the wayside due in major part to the massive changes in my life. Why when I type that does it sound like such a cop-out? I think because Iâm still trying to learn to cope with the changes. Learning to navigate.
Obviously the project didnât go according to plan! I havenât done one of the Thankful Thursday posts in a couple months. Those of you who know me in real life probably already know the reason for that! Itâs not because Iâm not finding things to be thankful for but because my life has been absolutely full of change. Massive changes that required my full attention and presence. In early January I learned my parents sold their home. It blindsided all of us because the house wasnât listed for sale. They never told us they planned to do this. They just did it. Now Iâm not going to go into a lot of personal detail here but know my parents are both heading towards 80 and we knew right away the best case scenario was for them was to move in with us. It would make things âeasierâ for us to be able to provide them care as required with them in our home. Things have been tough since covid hit. We found ourselves trying to maintain helping them as needed but also trying to maintain the required distance as required by local laws a d for safety sake of all involved. It was a lot and often didnât work as well as we needed to.
It was a few months of organizing, purging, cleaning, packing, but mostly reassuring, talking, explaining, and trying to process my own feelings while trying to support my parents as their entire world changed.
Itâs been 3 months now and itâs safe to say the honeymoon is over and real life slapped me in the face like a barn door in a wind storm. Iâm doing my best to try to achieve that balance of keeping my little core families needs met by prioritizing time with just the three of us. Sometimes itâs easier than others but we did get in a trip up to Hundred mile for a week on the lake! We also got to escape to the island for a week to visit with Kevinâs family. Both were much needed. Iâm also trying to maintain my own small space for my needs while being hugely responsible for the needs of my parents.
I find myself waffling between wanting to use this as my space to write about the trials and tribulations of caring for my aging parents, a place to scream about the horrors and hurt caused by dementia and memory loss. A place to word vomit it all out! At the same time I find myself a bit fearful and confused. I guess Iâm torn between knowing what I need for my brain to process all this and also knowing that some family members read this and being very aware that reading about some of this on a public internet blog might not sit well. Well⌠I guess this is my official content warningâŚ. I might blog about things you donât agree with. You donât have to be here. I hope you stay and can be supportive but nothing is forcing you to continue reading.
Itâs interesting to me that I find myself posting any sort of warning to someone who really only follows along for information. To a person(s) who doesnât actually offer any support or advice or even any genuine care. So before you pass your unwelcome, unneeded, unrequested judgement on my posts, my life, or how I choose to process this part of my journey please ask yourself this, are you actually part of my life? Like really part of my life or just a âFacebook friendâ ? Please know my heart is not closed to any of you but also know I wonât wait by the front gate for any of you to maybe drop by. I will however always answer my phone and my door to respectful relationships with all of you!
Isnât it strange how we can spend thousands of hours in the same place and be completely unmoved by it? Yet our brains hold on to places where we only spent a few hours. Flashing back to those brief hours frequently and longing for that spot. Longing for that feeling. How can our brains remember the details in such a fleeting moment? How come I can close my eyes and see a place so vividly? Did I leave a piece of my soul there?