Therefore, I'm sipping my raspberry leaf tea and trying not to feel overwhelmed and emotional - like the crazy person I know I am.
Why is it, that as soon as I start to make some progress in this homemaking thing, life happens? Will I ever fall into a fluid and natural routine - or will every month or so be a "regrouping" of sorts? I'm tired of goals and plans and 10 steps to a better whatever. Surely, I can finally finish something around here?? With my two little tornadoes, life feels pretty cyclical these days.
Although, sometimes when I step back I can seem some glimmer of progress:
- Hayden is in fact potty trained, and has been since last summer. I made it!
- Corbin has progressed out of the high chair and has been eating dinner at the table for a few months now.
- Both boys now enjoy our daily book time and can sit still for a story - even one that's a bit over their heads.
- Hayden can dress himself from the waist down - shirts still are his worst enemy
- Corbin has mastered taking his dishes to the sink - and in fact demands to do this each day by himself.
- Hayden can wash his hands in the bathroom without assistance
- Hayden can go on a walk with me and obediently follow my instructions
- I did sort through my clothes and purged everything that didn't fit - much to my dismay when I lost 20 lbs.
- I purged my kitchen of items we don't use regularly and honestly haven't missed a thing
- I've resisted the urge to buy any more "decorative" stuff for the house
- I've been working out regularly 2-3 times a week since the end of October.
- I've lost 20 lbs.
- My arms no longer have wings.
- Hayden graduated from his PPCD speech class and is no longer classified as having a disability
- Corbin is nearing the end of the physical therapy portion of ECI.
So even though my list of "un-done's" is about a mile long - I haven't completely been at a standstill. I just need to remind myself of that on nights like these when it all seems insurmountable!