Monday, January 31, 2011

Learning Lessons

This weekend was a doozy. Nothing went as it was supposed to which completely stresses me out. The worst of it was Saturday. Makenzie slept horribly on Friday night which I think is mostly due to the fact that I subbed that day so her schedule was all outta whack. When she woke up she wasn't in the mood to play toys or read a book, she was in the mood to explore and investigate (more like get into whatever she could possibly find and make Mommy chase her around the house). When she finally went down for a nap I knew that I had about three hours worth of stuff to do in a 2 hour time period. I decided to do the most important thing first which was to make a batch of veggie spaghetti sauce so that she would have dinner that night (Dirk and I were going on a much needed date night so she was going to my parents).

First thing I did was chop onions, well actually more like slice part of an onion. With my mind somewhere between overwhelmed and exhausted, I had my pinky in the wrong place at the wrong time and, for the first time ever in my cooking history, I sliced right into the fingertip of my pinky. Luckily I noticed it fast enough so I didn't completely cut it off but it's a big fat chunk that's hanging on by just one side. Of course it was bleeding and I was in pain. I went to go bandage it up but quickly realized it was worse than what I thought. I was shaking and soon the pain was pretty stinking bad.

Instead of getting stuff done, I got to bandage my finger and keep it elevated above my heart for about 30 minutes to keep it from bleeding too badly. Then I took the rest of the day to get ready and try to clean up whatever I could with one hand.

All of this is to say that instead of getting the 5 million things done that I needed to get done, I got none of it done and it's taking me forever to do even the smallest things. The moral of the story is to live in the here and now. I need to stop stressing about everything and live for right this second. Enjoy even Makenzie's craziest days, especially as she is right on the verge of walking, soon her crawling days will be over. My sweet girl is almost a year old. Take life in, breathe the fresh air and enjoy even the seconds that seem frustrating.

The end.

1 comment:

  1. This is something I really need to work on. From the time I get up in the morning, I have a constant "to-do" list in my head and I don't feel like I can relax until I get it all done. As a result I know I miss out on just enjoying life sometimes with my son. Something to pray about!