Yesterday my friend jokingly asked me in an email about my hopes and dreams. Her question threw me for a loop, because I don't really think about that stuff anymore the way I used to. I used to think "Well, I hope someday to get married in the temple and to be able to stay home with my kids."
Since that's exactly what I have done/am doing (minus the plural kids part, since I've just got the one), in a way I am thrilled to report that I am living my hopes and dreams. But I'm also unsettled by the fact that I didn't get any further than that in my plans. After all, how do you know you're getting anywhere if you don't know where you're going? I'll have to give this some more thought...
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If my baby can be rejuvenated by only thirty-minute naps, I'd sure better learn to be as well. And take up some projects that require no more than half an hour.
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Being organized means more than being methodical. I heard my sister say something like this once, and I'm beginning to catch her vision. Sure, I can be productive when no one messes up my routine, but I get all confused and out-of-sorts when things don't go just the way I planned. Flexibility is a true mark of efficiency and organization. This is starting to wax a little philosophical, so...
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...I never thought I'd say this, but I'm going to miss Cub Scouts. I am getting released just as soon as they can find someone to replace me, and I'm feeling that mixture of remorse and relief that comes with wishing I'd done a better job but being grateful I don't have to do it anymore. :)
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Sun-dried tomatoes look a lot grosser in the jar than they do in bread or pasta. I had to hide them out of sight in our fridge because just looking at them made me sick.
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Time really does fly. I am sitting here with the five-month-old boy on my lap, hardly able to grasp the fact that I carried and delivered him. And I've been a mom for five months. Sometimes I forget and think I'm still 18. How did this happen, and so fast?
Looking self-satisfied after his blowout this afternoon. Which brings me to my last profound thought: I'd pay a lot of money to someone who invented the diaper that could contain my child's poop. We're thinking about switching to Depends.
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Brittany, I hear you about the hopes and dreams thing. I'm still wondering what mine are.
Oh, I just thought of one. . the ever elusive "financially stable."
You are my hopes and dreams, Sweetie. Excellent post.
I know what you mean...Perhaps you've heard me say that I feel like my life is wasting away, and it's my fault! I don't think about what I actually WANT to do, and then when I do, I'm too tired because I already wasted my time on nothing. Ah, life.
I love this post Brittany! I think so many of us can relate the hopes and dreams part. Something to definitely think about!
I had one friend tell me when we were building our house to watch out for the 'home owner blues' which she described were what your feeling. You have everything you wanted, now what?
Hey! I hope you don't mind me blog stalking you... I love your post. Many things, put so well. I especially liked number 3... about organization and flexibility... if only life were always smooth... Your baby is beautiful. I can't believe he's so big.
Oh and, I too, will miss you in cub scouts.
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Brittany, you are a very wise person. I love your insights and your baby. I have a sister in law (Katie) who has what I would say is a hard life. But when I asked what her dreams were, she said "they're both asleep right now".
wow. Congratulations! I had no idea you were a mommy. how exciting. :)
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