It's only Saturday night
here, but I've had a rather enlightening weekend so far. Or rather,
an enlightening Friday and Saturday, which has been quite wonderful
in spite of my expectations of difficulties galore.
I'm relearning a lesson
I've “known” at some time in the past. Or heard again and again,
and occasionally put into practice, but not consistently enough to
actually change my long-term habits. I'm talking about the power of a
positive attitude.
Something I have really
noticed about myself in recent years (probably since having kids), is
that I am actually quite a pessimistic person. I did not used to
think of myself as such, but I am realising more and more that what I
used to call realism is often negative expectations. Example –
my darling needed to go away for two days for work. I know, only two
days, really not that big of a deal. But in my little world, it felt
like a big deal. By Friday, I am usually just holding out for
Saturday, for a brief reprieve from the usual routine and sole
responsibility of caring for the kids. Just to have a little breather
and share those tasks with my dear one. Somehow, through repeating
this weekly pattern over and again, I have come to believe that I
cannot manage without my hubby, especially on a weekend. Or that I
can manage but it will be fraught with frustration, exhaustion and
downcast spirits.
As I write this, it is
only an hour or two until my darling is due to return. The kids are
in bed, so in essence, I have survived the trial. And the funny thing
is, we've had the best couple days that we have had in a while! The
kids were more fun, played more happily together, whinged less and
actually ate their dinner both nights (without any tantrums). This is
quite extraordinary. Enough to make me stop and reflect, certainly.
As I reflect, I can't help but recognise that the difference is not
so much in my children's behaviour as it is in my own.
Because I knew I was the
only one available, I didn't put off unpleasant tasks – I just did
them to get them out of the way. Because I knew I would have less
energy in the afternoon, I prepared dinner earlier in the day.
Because I knew that the kids would be needing more input from me, I
prepared in advance a “What Can I Do Box” (thanks Becca for that
wonderful suggestion!!), so each time my sweet but
oh-so-needing-stimulation daughter asked “Mummy, what can I do,
what can I dooooooooooooo?” we could go and get something from the
special box. The stuff in there is not special per se, it contains a
variety of activities that she already does on a fairly regular
basis, but it just helps her see the options before her and make the
decision for herself rather than the usual:
Her: Mummy what can I do
what can I dooooooo?
Me: How about play-dough?
Her: No, I don't want to.
Me: Ummm...drawing?
Her: No, I already did
that.
Me: Puzzles?
Her: No.
Me: Collage?
Her: No. I can't decide,
you decide for me.
Me: Ok, I decide
colouring.
Her: Noooo, I don't want
to do that!
Does anyone else get
stuck in these frustrating conversations? Usually I am focused on
something else at the time, a household task or trying to write an
email or whatever. Going together to the “What can I do box”
helps us to break the cycle of frustration.
But back to the
reflection on how I was different these last couple days. I was
focused, yes; I was organised, yes; but more than that – I was
positive. So often in the last few years, I have found myself getting
caught up in the “I can't” thought trap. I've talked about some
of that before – you know, “I'm so tired, I can't get by without
a chocolate fix!” Or my favourite, “I just can't deal with this
right now!” Ummm...toddler boy has just pooped in the bath AGAIN
and I am saying I can't deal with this right now? How is that
helpful? I know that I am actually going to HAVE to deal with it, as
I can't fob it off onto anyone else. Why not bypass that unhelpful
negativity and just go straight into action mode? Perhaps even with a
smile and a game. Playing hard-done-by does not do anybody any
favours.
Of course, I know all of
this in theory, but this negative thinking habit just sneaks up on
me. I really want to kick the habit and replace it with a more
positive and helpful way of thinking...I try to teach my kids that
any chore can be made into a game by how you choose to face it, now I
just need to practise that more myself.
If childbirth taught me
anything, it's that I can persist in a difficult task through much
more pain and exhaustion than I ever thought possible. And what
helped me most when the “I can't...” thoughts threatened to
derail my focus was my darling chanting in my ear “You CAN do this,
you can DO this!”
Oh, and then there's this
old song from my childhood that just popped into my head. “I can do
all things, all things, all things! I can do all things through
Christ who strengthens me. Philippians 4:13!” Thanks DonutMan! It is true - with Christ as my strength, I can face the challenges of each day - and perhaps even smile through it all. :-)
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