For every thing I have control of in my life in a week, there are two other things that have fallen by the wayside.

My husband, each child, my weight, my work, our home, my parents, my chores, my running, my climbing, this group, my friends, myself…

I can only do so much at once.  If I try to succeed everywhere, I succeed nowhere.  Jack of all trades, master of none, as it were.

But I can just let myself acknowledge, even celebrate, the little things, and try and add things to my routine that give me a little structure and habit to do things that I want to do (like scheduled time for playdates, climbing, running and nookie ) 

If I spend just 15 minutes cuddling with Zevan on the couch reading him books, then he is okay to play on his own for an hour afterwards.  If I stop to really listen to one of Zander’s diatribes about his creature of the day, he will go off and find something to do after he knows I heard what he had to say and really paid attention.

So now I am struggling with the weight loss thing.  I was SO gung ho with 8 lbs in 8 weeks, and now I’ll be lucky to lose anything at all by March 1.