Bidding 2009 I have to say, it has been the best year for us, as of yet.
We laughed harder than ever, cried more than ever, lost loved ones (our dear Tigger), found new friends via blogging (Beth), traveled to many far away places. I have learned the true value of; our marriage, our family, our friends, the squad that is our second family that keeps Tommy safe every night, allowing him to come home every morning. The uneasiness of opening up to Lt. Anderson; asking for his advice, and then actually taking it (I love you for all you have done for me). The joy of new toys, the pain of workouts, the control of anger, the Peace in prayer, the ease of scholastics, the fun in outdoor play, and the importance of forgiveness.
I have loved 2009 and I have hated 2009. I suppose most have a love hate relationship with things like I do. I only have one reason to hate 2009, physical pain. It has been a doozy for me. I never let on about the pain, but dang, it kinda sucked!
At any rate, we are ushering in this wonderful new year with anxious anticipation for it to be better than ever and I have made the decision to make it a mind over matter with the body I possess.
I don't do resolutions, as I have posted about this before here! I truly do believe in bettering yourself as the days go by. I believe in giving 110% of what you have. Give to your marriage, your kids, your family, your friends, in work, in Life, EVERYTHING.
So this year I made a pact with myself. Calling it a pact is probably a cop-out. Maybe it is a resolution. That is neither here nor there. It is mine and only mine to either accomplish or fail at. Putting it here makes me more accountable. I am accountable to myself mostly. I am not one that really cares, or, I will rephrase that, one that cares at all, what people think of me. This makes me remember that people are watching. Especially Tommy. It sucks for me to let him down. I think I did that enough this past year to last a lifetime (that alone could fill a book I think). And so, with that............
I am going to be a better MOM.
I truly believe I suck as a mom. I am not the mom who runs to my kids when they fall. If there is no blood I tell them to get up and move forward. I am not a mom who worries every single second and I yell way too darn much. Our littlest Jensen gets way too many (but well-deserved) smacks and spankings and our littlest female Jensen has a mouth on her that competes with mine (and this is not something I am proud of).
It is going to be slow-going for me. I don't cook like most moms. I need to better myself in this area. Let's be honest in this one, I hate cooking. I hate most things in the "domestication" area. I have to get better here and stop comparing myself to the moms who find these things to be so rewarding. Realizing I am ME, and my kids are thriving in their own home...... and not worrying about what anyone else does in their kitchen or anywhere else is one big goal for me!
Ahhhh onto the yelling. It is a huge goal for me to even post about. I yell. I yell a lot! My kids are going to have to help in this goal of mine. They have super-selective hearing. I figure that if I stop yelling so much and start using the little tricks I learned over the years as a cop.... the house will run a lot smoother. Lower the voice and lower the tension. Either that, or, speak softly and carry the big stick! Then that just results in the spankings again, putting me at square one......... You can see my dilemma.
I figure that once I am back in the saddle with the workouts, it will stop the little annoyances that tick me off and take me into screaming, psycho Mom mode. It will also help the whole pain thing that puts me through the roof and turns me into that monster Mom that my kids do not deserve.
Yep, I am gonna be a better Mom. I don't really know what that entails. It will surely mean keeping the house cleaner and de-cluttered, making healthier meals, laughing with my family more, waking up earlier for my own time rather than taking my own time when my kids need me most, being a better wife to Tommy, giving respect in order to receive it back, yelling less, loving more; sticking to punishments and understanding them better. Remembering what it was like to be little and teaching them how to grow. Taking away privileges when needed and trusting in their decisions to learn on their own. Making mistakes and moving on and finally, just being the best, "Me," I can be, for them!
I also have to take the time to remember what my own Mom wrote to me the day Pudgie had his surgery, so very long ago.
It is the greatest gift my own mom has ever given me and I re-post it here so that I can remember, that, and to get in a good cry in this year!
PLUS I AM HOPING THAT I CAN PUT EVERY WORD OF WISDOM TO USE OVER 2010!
I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT AS MUCH AS I DID....AS I CRIED!
LANGUAGE - (MY WORST SUBJECT, RIGHT MOM?)