My efforts to clean and maintain the house progress but there are points when I feel the greatest adversary I have at the moment is the weather. Bins and boxes of items bound for the Book Den--the local Friends of Library Bookstore-- and the Goodwill have collected in the dining room and every Saturday for the past month or so, the rains have come, discouraging me from pursuing anything outside the house beyond what I must.
I have at least made a weekly habit of "assisting" my mother-in-law with her room, and I have gotten that space sorted so that there is a place for everything. It should progress to become easier to maintain and, with luck, she will begin to develop the habit of taking care of it herself. However, as she battles severe depression, I am working at withholding expectations.
I have managed to keep up with our dishes for two weeks running and meal planned for a whole month.
Currently I'm working on getting my son on a schedule for napping and sleeping and working to improve his teeth brushing. These are things that I would never have assumed would be battles prior to having a child, but they are. My consistency correlates to my energy level and how much concentration I have.
Being now in the second trimester of pregnancy, my energy has experienced great fluctuations from day to day. Efforts that I am making to stabilize my energy include watching my sugar intake--hard when you are exhausted and want a quick surge--trying to eat more protein--made difficult by having trouble eating meat as easily as in the past, working on going to sleep earlier, and trying . to give myself more time for my imagination. My husband has been helping with the last two.
In order to give me time to "read," my husband has been playing audiobooks for me. Specifically I just finished listening to "Way of Kings," and am currently listening to "Words of Radiance." We play them in the car and when I'm getting my son to sleep. While this is a "reread," I've massively enjoyed it. I have not yet read "Oathbringer," and hope to still have the time to do so.
I can't see much time to write in my future. I've been shying away from admitting this. I feel like I am betraying myself, suppressing myself and I fear it adds to my overall exhaustion. I have this hour or so on Wednesdays, sitting with friends at a Starbucks in a Target. It's all I have to collect my thoughts and I have no idea how creative I'm feeling.
I guess, in a way, this is a reason to return to blogging. There's a little freedom to knowing no one is reading this right now! Lol. But I can jot down my thoughts, my progress, and maybe--with the help of this blog--I can get it back. Maybe start the prompts or something. We'll see. :)
I have at least made a weekly habit of "assisting" my mother-in-law with her room, and I have gotten that space sorted so that there is a place for everything. It should progress to become easier to maintain and, with luck, she will begin to develop the habit of taking care of it herself. However, as she battles severe depression, I am working at withholding expectations.
I have managed to keep up with our dishes for two weeks running and meal planned for a whole month.
Currently I'm working on getting my son on a schedule for napping and sleeping and working to improve his teeth brushing. These are things that I would never have assumed would be battles prior to having a child, but they are. My consistency correlates to my energy level and how much concentration I have.
Being now in the second trimester of pregnancy, my energy has experienced great fluctuations from day to day. Efforts that I am making to stabilize my energy include watching my sugar intake--hard when you are exhausted and want a quick surge--trying to eat more protein--made difficult by having trouble eating meat as easily as in the past, working on going to sleep earlier, and trying . to give myself more time for my imagination. My husband has been helping with the last two.
In order to give me time to "read," my husband has been playing audiobooks for me. Specifically I just finished listening to "Way of Kings," and am currently listening to "Words of Radiance." We play them in the car and when I'm getting my son to sleep. While this is a "reread," I've massively enjoyed it. I have not yet read "Oathbringer," and hope to still have the time to do so.
I can't see much time to write in my future. I've been shying away from admitting this. I feel like I am betraying myself, suppressing myself and I fear it adds to my overall exhaustion. I have this hour or so on Wednesdays, sitting with friends at a Starbucks in a Target. It's all I have to collect my thoughts and I have no idea how creative I'm feeling.
I guess, in a way, this is a reason to return to blogging. There's a little freedom to knowing no one is reading this right now! Lol. But I can jot down my thoughts, my progress, and maybe--with the help of this blog--I can get it back. Maybe start the prompts or something. We'll see. :)
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