The night away was probably not as important, but the day was essential. I am not a high maintenance woman - at least not in the physical world. But, I realized, as I packed my bag for a brief getaway, that I am a high maintenance gal in the spiritual world.
I loaded nine books into my suitcase, three notepads, a notebook and training manual for a committee project, and book of Tehillim (Psalms). I spent the first part of my getaway catching up - I completed entering my January receipts into my IPhone budget recorder. I heated water in the sunbeam hot water heater I brought with me and made some pomegranate raspberry tea. I brought along my new monthly calendar - perfect for tech moms whose lives have been transferred to their phones but who still crave their paper calendars (www.bizzi2go.com), and I entered my year's worth of info into it.
I watched TV, thinking I could sleep as late as I wanted but also aware that I wanted to make good use of my day away. And, indeed, I did.
The committee I'm chairing is at my oldest sons' school, and it's the Green Initiative Committee - our first project being a program of Hazon called Tuv Ha'Aretz. Hazon "works to create a healthier and more sustainable Jewish community - as a step towards a healthier and more sustainable world for all".
Tuv Ha'Aretz is the community supported agriculture (CSA) program, and our school is the first school participant. I am most intrigued and my passion fully ignited by the concept of sustainability. The Head of School recently used that term when he explained to me how he entered the field of education - even before he had his own children. He wanted to do his part to sustain the future of Jewish children - and to ensure that it was done right.
And, here I am - on brief sabbatical - sustaining my sanity, the future of my children and my motherhood strengths - by taking time for my Self. Sometimes we need to go away in order to return to our core. And, while I am not participating in any ritualistic activities or deep meditations as I have done in the past, I am still in the process of finding my way back. Sometimes it takes a tragedy (G-d forbid) to remind us of that which is important and sometimes we just need some peace and quiet.
The evolution of motherhood has brought us to an era where mom's responsibilities, worries and dreams have grown increasingly harsh. And, as I type that, I think to myself "how dare I say that mothers today have it harder than mothers of the past". After all, I do not think that mothers from hundreds of years ago were concerned with "time for themselves" or "going to the spa to unwind" or "a getaway with the girls". Rather, I imagine that there time was all consumed with digging holes to light fires and bake bread or stacking wood to make a fire to heat the house or hoping that there husband would return with food for their children to last through the winter.
But, the fact is - we are where we are now. And, today's mothers often keep the house, raise the children, prepare the food and work for a living. Today's mothers are permitted to dream beyond the scope of their families. Today's mothers require time for refueling, building up their reserves and refocusing on the important things.
What IS life if it is not to ensure that the future will exist for our children? And, how fulfilled can our own lives be if we are living off-purpose? And, how easy is it to fall off track as we get caught up in the mundane activities we must complete and the human emotions we cannot avoid experiencing?
I really enjoyed my time alone. I did not delve too deep while I was gone. But, sometimes I can see enough (at least for now) when snorkeling along the top.
January 25, 2009
December 4, 2008
I could do it if only....
If my children would stop eating crackers - or anything that makes crumbs, for that matter - for the next three days and if no one would take anything out to play with or write with or wear and if everyone would take their shoes off every time they come in the house and put them back on if they are going out of the house and if everyone could just move out for the next two days.... I'll be ready for my husband's 40th birthday party (which is being held on the eve of my 41st birthday).
I am so on top of everything - or, at least I have been - when my children have been out of the house.
Aaaah, but that's what makes the challenge sweet - isn't it? How do you spend quality moments with your children, care for their needs of food, clothes and proper shelter, while maintaining the sense of order you need to maintain your own sanity, and complete special projects (such as birthday party planning where you are creating the sweet table for 100 people) and everyday projects (like PTO volunteering)?
Oh, that's pretty much an everyday struggle - challenge may be a better word - for moms. There's always something. We could always do it "if only...". It always gets done - doesn't it? At least the stuff that really needs to get done?
I always ask myself "what's the next most important thing that has to get done?" And, I do it. I also say "as long as I'm doing something, I'm getting it done." You can't expect more than that, can you?
I am so on top of everything - or, at least I have been - when my children have been out of the house.
Aaaah, but that's what makes the challenge sweet - isn't it? How do you spend quality moments with your children, care for their needs of food, clothes and proper shelter, while maintaining the sense of order you need to maintain your own sanity, and complete special projects (such as birthday party planning where you are creating the sweet table for 100 people) and everyday projects (like PTO volunteering)?
Oh, that's pretty much an everyday struggle - challenge may be a better word - for moms. There's always something. We could always do it "if only...". It always gets done - doesn't it? At least the stuff that really needs to get done?
I always ask myself "what's the next most important thing that has to get done?" And, I do it. I also say "as long as I'm doing something, I'm getting it done." You can't expect more than that, can you?
October 30, 2008
September 12, 2008
Full Steam Ahead
Recently, my business partner and I had a conversation (after two months of not speaking) regarding our commitment to a business we both fully believe in. Why - we keep asking ourselves - are we not moving forward? We tend to get on a roll for several months - maybe even a year - and then, for some reason, we taper off. This has happened over and over again in the four years we have known each other.
We have spent considerable time reworking, perfecting and making changes to a program that we believe is an asset to a mom's life. Why aren't we sharing it with everyone? What is preventing us from taking the next step?
From my own reflections, the next step means a lot more time and energy that - frankly - I'm not sure I have. The next step means putting ourselves out there - to be judged? evaluated? up for rejection? The next step involves another level of commitment - financial, emotional, everything.
But, beyond those things - which might cause anyone to take pause - is the fact that I AM always going full steam ahead. My life has not slowed down. I have not faced a lack of motivation. Rather, the pendulum in my life swings back and forth, and I have noticed that at different times, different parts of my life take precedence. Sometimes it is a conscious decision and sometimes it just happens on its own.
I have been working, for example, on the physical part of my life "pie". I have been trying to get my body, my eating and my self-care at a point of extreme health. I don't want to run low on energy when I am playing with my children. I don't want to watch my body break down because I haven't been taking care of it. And, I don't want to feel fragile emotionally because I don't feel good about myself. So, I have been trying to focus on exercise and eating right and getting enough sleep.
Other pieces of my (life) pie have, obviously, suffered because of it. Since we don't yet have our business up and running with clients knocking down our doors, I suppose letting the business slide was an easy decision.
Recently, in one of my trial groups, we examined the life pie (typically called a wheel, but since I'm talking about eating right, I thought pie was more appropriate) and areas of our lives that were unbalanced. We had to pause in the midst of this conversation and reframe what we were doing. The mothers I was speaking with were becoming depressed and falling into typical patterns of beating themselves up for not doing "enough".
Each segment of the pie that we looked at brought about something "more" we could be doing. We discovered we weren't quite where we wanted to be. After looking at several segments (physical, spiritual, intellectual, etc.), we realized we had a lot of work to do - and that became depressing.
To reframe our experience, we had to take a step back, and we had to realize that life is never "done". We had to look back at all we had accomplished in those areas since becoming mothers. We had to give ourselves credit for where we were. And, we had to acknowledge that having goals to move ourselves somewhere else in the future was a GOOD thing.
There is perfection in imperfection and balance within chaos. A mother plays a delicate and never ending game of balance. Sometimes, she must set things aside in order to focus on other things (like when Dori and I had to set aside our business because one of us was pregnant and completely without brain and ability to make any decisions). Sometimes, we take pause and realize that something that we hold in top priority has sunk to a lower position on our totem pole (like a relationship with a spouse - "his" needs and "our" needs often get misplaced for "their" needs). Sometimes an unconscious decision allows us to start focusing on something that has previously been neglected (like starting back up to school - my children, my home and myself need some extra attention getting back into the rhythm of things).
The point is that our life train can still pull the same number of cars. The engine remains the same, but - perhaps - the order of the cargo changes according to our needs - both acknowledged and subconscious.
It becomes essential to look at that life wheel or pie on a regular basis - to make sure it looks the way you want it to look. It is important not to become depressed when you realize it looks differently than you thought it did - and certainly don't put pressure on yourself to change it overnight. Figure out what you want or need to be different and create a sane and realistic plan for making that happen.
I do not know any mother - even one who has significant help - who does not operate on anything other than FULL STEAM AHEAD. That's just the nature of the beast... I mean, motherhood.
We just need to make sure there is enough coal in the hamper and that our cars are all in a row... and, if they are not, we need to pull into the station and make some changes.
We have spent considerable time reworking, perfecting and making changes to a program that we believe is an asset to a mom's life. Why aren't we sharing it with everyone? What is preventing us from taking the next step?
From my own reflections, the next step means a lot more time and energy that - frankly - I'm not sure I have. The next step means putting ourselves out there - to be judged? evaluated? up for rejection? The next step involves another level of commitment - financial, emotional, everything.
But, beyond those things - which might cause anyone to take pause - is the fact that I AM always going full steam ahead. My life has not slowed down. I have not faced a lack of motivation. Rather, the pendulum in my life swings back and forth, and I have noticed that at different times, different parts of my life take precedence. Sometimes it is a conscious decision and sometimes it just happens on its own.
I have been working, for example, on the physical part of my life "pie". I have been trying to get my body, my eating and my self-care at a point of extreme health. I don't want to run low on energy when I am playing with my children. I don't want to watch my body break down because I haven't been taking care of it. And, I don't want to feel fragile emotionally because I don't feel good about myself. So, I have been trying to focus on exercise and eating right and getting enough sleep.
Other pieces of my (life) pie have, obviously, suffered because of it. Since we don't yet have our business up and running with clients knocking down our doors, I suppose letting the business slide was an easy decision.
Recently, in one of my trial groups, we examined the life pie (typically called a wheel, but since I'm talking about eating right, I thought pie was more appropriate) and areas of our lives that were unbalanced. We had to pause in the midst of this conversation and reframe what we were doing. The mothers I was speaking with were becoming depressed and falling into typical patterns of beating themselves up for not doing "enough".
Each segment of the pie that we looked at brought about something "more" we could be doing. We discovered we weren't quite where we wanted to be. After looking at several segments (physical, spiritual, intellectual, etc.), we realized we had a lot of work to do - and that became depressing.
To reframe our experience, we had to take a step back, and we had to realize that life is never "done". We had to look back at all we had accomplished in those areas since becoming mothers. We had to give ourselves credit for where we were. And, we had to acknowledge that having goals to move ourselves somewhere else in the future was a GOOD thing.
There is perfection in imperfection and balance within chaos. A mother plays a delicate and never ending game of balance. Sometimes, she must set things aside in order to focus on other things (like when Dori and I had to set aside our business because one of us was pregnant and completely without brain and ability to make any decisions). Sometimes, we take pause and realize that something that we hold in top priority has sunk to a lower position on our totem pole (like a relationship with a spouse - "his" needs and "our" needs often get misplaced for "their" needs). Sometimes an unconscious decision allows us to start focusing on something that has previously been neglected (like starting back up to school - my children, my home and myself need some extra attention getting back into the rhythm of things).
The point is that our life train can still pull the same number of cars. The engine remains the same, but - perhaps - the order of the cargo changes according to our needs - both acknowledged and subconscious.
It becomes essential to look at that life wheel or pie on a regular basis - to make sure it looks the way you want it to look. It is important not to become depressed when you realize it looks differently than you thought it did - and certainly don't put pressure on yourself to change it overnight. Figure out what you want or need to be different and create a sane and realistic plan for making that happen.
I do not know any mother - even one who has significant help - who does not operate on anything other than FULL STEAM AHEAD. That's just the nature of the beast... I mean, motherhood.
We just need to make sure there is enough coal in the hamper and that our cars are all in a row... and, if they are not, we need to pull into the station and make some changes.
September 6, 2008
Stock Up on Patience
I often console friends who are agonizing over their child's after school behavior with these words: "they held it together all day long at school, they can't hold it together any longer".
Home becomes a safe place to unravel. Mom is an easy target for pent up energy. They know they'll still be loved despite their behavior - after all, isn't that what mom always says?
What is it we can do to help our children "hold it together" once they have returned home? Start off with an after-school snack, something with protein, something healthy. Avoid overscheduling activities. After a long day at school, some children just need to relax or play. Invite friends over. Often times, the presence of others help the end of the day crazies. Devote your time to children. Make sure you have completed any daily tasks prior to your children getting home from school. Let after school time be their time.
But, this isn't really about the children. I'm continuing with my prior thoughts - about helping my 6-year old keep it together all week. By the end of the week, it was ME who was wiped out. I had no reserve of patience left. It was a long holiday weekend and on Monday, I was raising my voice and losing my patience. I was no longer able to repeat things five times before I received a response. My "when/then" statements (when you finish taking your shower, you may get a snack) had been repeated so much, there was no longer time to have a snack. His little energy was so zapped, he would go from playing so nicely with his three-year old brother to turning him to tears before I even knew what was going on.
I had held it together all week, I just didn't have anything left. But, that's not acceptable in motherhood. You can't "lose it" with your children. It is not a safe outlet - it is an inappropriate outlet. So, what's a mother to do? How does one stock up on patience, stamina and kindness? And, what happens when you use it all up (again) and you are wiped out?
Hmmm..... I don't really have an answer.... yet.
Home becomes a safe place to unravel. Mom is an easy target for pent up energy. They know they'll still be loved despite their behavior - after all, isn't that what mom always says?
What is it we can do to help our children "hold it together" once they have returned home? Start off with an after-school snack, something with protein, something healthy. Avoid overscheduling activities. After a long day at school, some children just need to relax or play. Invite friends over. Often times, the presence of others help the end of the day crazies. Devote your time to children. Make sure you have completed any daily tasks prior to your children getting home from school. Let after school time be their time.
But, this isn't really about the children. I'm continuing with my prior thoughts - about helping my 6-year old keep it together all week. By the end of the week, it was ME who was wiped out. I had no reserve of patience left. It was a long holiday weekend and on Monday, I was raising my voice and losing my patience. I was no longer able to repeat things five times before I received a response. My "when/then" statements (when you finish taking your shower, you may get a snack) had been repeated so much, there was no longer time to have a snack. His little energy was so zapped, he would go from playing so nicely with his three-year old brother to turning him to tears before I even knew what was going on.
I had held it together all week, I just didn't have anything left. But, that's not acceptable in motherhood. You can't "lose it" with your children. It is not a safe outlet - it is an inappropriate outlet. So, what's a mother to do? How does one stock up on patience, stamina and kindness? And, what happens when you use it all up (again) and you are wiped out?
Hmmm..... I don't really have an answer.... yet.
August 31, 2008
Practice Makes Progress...
... is a concept I overheard a dear friend share with her 7-year old daughter. It certainly introduces a better way of thinking than "practice makes perfect". And, it definitely sets our children up for more realistic success and the experience of pleasure during the process of achieving goals. Not to mention - in this fast paced, over-achieving, need to have more society that we are living in, it's nice to give our children a break here and there from the pressure.
From an adult perspective - especially that of a mother - I think it is a rather spiritual concept. I'm thinking specifically of my six-year old son who started kindergarten this year. We chose for him to be the oldest in his class rather than the youngest, and you'll soon know why.
After the start of school this year, I realized that in order to set up an environment where my son could successfully get ready in the morning, I had to rise early enough to get myself ready, finish packing the lunches and get anything else out of the way that I might normally do in the midst of everyone getting ready for school. I learned I couldn't rely on him to follow through on my directions and that the devotion of my time to him was crucial to a smooth morning.
Not only that, I could not dress the two younger ones while he sat next to me getting himself ready. It was essential to interact with him and help him, even though he didn't "need" help. Telling him to get dressed led to distraction, and I'd find him playing with Star Wars figures, building something out of Legos, or coloring in his room. My constant prodding, poking and even yelling still left us behind in the morning schedule, and our stress levels rose high trying to get into the car on time.
Check off charts provided immediate relief but did not sustain us over more than a few days. Setting timers and working as a family to beat the clock worked for only one day. So, I decided that devoted attention was the best way to resolve this problem. And, certainly, it has been.
The flip side of that is - I'm exhausted. Not only do I get a little less sleep because I have to wake up earlier, but it takes a lot of energy to stay focused while helping my son stay focused. If I wander away for a moment to take care of someone else, he will stray from the path of getting ready. I need to be on him, I need to be non-stop, I need to stay on top of the time and making sure everyone else is ready. It requires balance, skill, strategic planning (I do have a two and three year old who actually NEED my help to get ready in the morning) and finesse. It means I often forget to eat breakfast - a meal I never would have skipped before. It means I'm sucking in all his wandering energy while holding him steadily in place.
And, that brings me back to Practice Makes Progress. As I paused at the end of our week of staying on top of the morning schedule to welcome my husband back (after being gone all week) into the routine, I noted he is not actually part of this routine. His presence leads to a bit more chaos and distraction in the morning schedule (excitement to see daddy, play time, telling daddy everything he missed while he was gone, shattered hopes of staying home all day with daddy because we have to go to school and he has to go to work, etc). I have to kick it up a notch and I feel the old anxiety oozing back in. But, we make it. They're at school. And, I'm exhausted.
How can I keep this up? I have to do this again next week? But, practice makes progress. And, Aaron will make progress in his own abilities to get ready in the morning. And, I will make progress with my ability to direct the rhythms of morning readiness. And - beyond that - I will figure out what I need to do to refuel so that I am prepared to perform this routine again and again.
That might entail praying to G-d for my sanity, utilizing energy empowering exercises that my friends and family would roll their eyes at, talking aloud as though being filmed on a reality TV show or pretending my diet root beer is alcoholic.
Whatever the solution may be - practice makes progress. That is all I can expect of my children and that is all I can expect of myself. Thanks, Julie.
From an adult perspective - especially that of a mother - I think it is a rather spiritual concept. I'm thinking specifically of my six-year old son who started kindergarten this year. We chose for him to be the oldest in his class rather than the youngest, and you'll soon know why.
After the start of school this year, I realized that in order to set up an environment where my son could successfully get ready in the morning, I had to rise early enough to get myself ready, finish packing the lunches and get anything else out of the way that I might normally do in the midst of everyone getting ready for school. I learned I couldn't rely on him to follow through on my directions and that the devotion of my time to him was crucial to a smooth morning.
Not only that, I could not dress the two younger ones while he sat next to me getting himself ready. It was essential to interact with him and help him, even though he didn't "need" help. Telling him to get dressed led to distraction, and I'd find him playing with Star Wars figures, building something out of Legos, or coloring in his room. My constant prodding, poking and even yelling still left us behind in the morning schedule, and our stress levels rose high trying to get into the car on time.
Check off charts provided immediate relief but did not sustain us over more than a few days. Setting timers and working as a family to beat the clock worked for only one day. So, I decided that devoted attention was the best way to resolve this problem. And, certainly, it has been.
The flip side of that is - I'm exhausted. Not only do I get a little less sleep because I have to wake up earlier, but it takes a lot of energy to stay focused while helping my son stay focused. If I wander away for a moment to take care of someone else, he will stray from the path of getting ready. I need to be on him, I need to be non-stop, I need to stay on top of the time and making sure everyone else is ready. It requires balance, skill, strategic planning (I do have a two and three year old who actually NEED my help to get ready in the morning) and finesse. It means I often forget to eat breakfast - a meal I never would have skipped before. It means I'm sucking in all his wandering energy while holding him steadily in place.
And, that brings me back to Practice Makes Progress. As I paused at the end of our week of staying on top of the morning schedule to welcome my husband back (after being gone all week) into the routine, I noted he is not actually part of this routine. His presence leads to a bit more chaos and distraction in the morning schedule (excitement to see daddy, play time, telling daddy everything he missed while he was gone, shattered hopes of staying home all day with daddy because we have to go to school and he has to go to work, etc). I have to kick it up a notch and I feel the old anxiety oozing back in. But, we make it. They're at school. And, I'm exhausted.
How can I keep this up? I have to do this again next week? But, practice makes progress. And, Aaron will make progress in his own abilities to get ready in the morning. And, I will make progress with my ability to direct the rhythms of morning readiness. And - beyond that - I will figure out what I need to do to refuel so that I am prepared to perform this routine again and again.
That might entail praying to G-d for my sanity, utilizing energy empowering exercises that my friends and family would roll their eyes at, talking aloud as though being filmed on a reality TV show or pretending my diet root beer is alcoholic.
Whatever the solution may be - practice makes progress. That is all I can expect of my children and that is all I can expect of myself. Thanks, Julie.
August 15, 2008
It's So Hard to Stop
Stopping is spiritual.
Have you ever been in a position where you ask your child to stop - stop playing their computer game? stop screaming & running through the house? stop with day time behavior and enter night time behavior?
You ask them to stop (after you've given your 15-minute, 10-minute and 5-minute warnings). You walk out of the room expecting that they will turn off the TV, put their things away and find something else to do. You walk back into the room 10 minutes later and find they are still playing the same game you left them playing.
You get angry. How dare you continue to play. I gave you warning. It doesn't matter if you're in the middle of a game. You knew you had five minutes left, so why would you start another game? Oh, I'm very disappointed.
Well, hold on. Think about your own night time routine. You know you should get to bed by a certain time because you know what time you have to wake up in the morning. How many hours of sleep do you need to function well? I need at least six, but eight will give me the cushion to allot for children waking me up in the middle of the night.
So, WHY do I find myself doing "one more thing" before I retire for the night? It's the same principle as above with our children.... kind of. We're not always engaged in something so fun, but we have things that need to get done. We don't always have time during the day to accomplish all our "things". We feel the pressure and overwhelm with all that we have to do.
But, stopping can be spiritual. Nurturing our bodies, which is what we do when we stop, can feed our soul. Taking the pause that we need will allow us to better accomplish the tasks we need to get done - the most important being - taking care of our children and enjoying our moments with them.
While it may be difficult to stop, we can be a model for our children (even if they don't observe us doing it) by following our own instructions. "It's time to stop. Go to bed. Enjoy some tea. Take a pause and stop doing.... at least for a moment."
Have you ever been in a position where you ask your child to stop - stop playing their computer game? stop screaming & running through the house? stop with day time behavior and enter night time behavior?
You ask them to stop (after you've given your 15-minute, 10-minute and 5-minute warnings). You walk out of the room expecting that they will turn off the TV, put their things away and find something else to do. You walk back into the room 10 minutes later and find they are still playing the same game you left them playing.
You get angry. How dare you continue to play. I gave you warning. It doesn't matter if you're in the middle of a game. You knew you had five minutes left, so why would you start another game? Oh, I'm very disappointed.
Well, hold on. Think about your own night time routine. You know you should get to bed by a certain time because you know what time you have to wake up in the morning. How many hours of sleep do you need to function well? I need at least six, but eight will give me the cushion to allot for children waking me up in the middle of the night.
So, WHY do I find myself doing "one more thing" before I retire for the night? It's the same principle as above with our children.... kind of. We're not always engaged in something so fun, but we have things that need to get done. We don't always have time during the day to accomplish all our "things". We feel the pressure and overwhelm with all that we have to do.
But, stopping can be spiritual. Nurturing our bodies, which is what we do when we stop, can feed our soul. Taking the pause that we need will allow us to better accomplish the tasks we need to get done - the most important being - taking care of our children and enjoying our moments with them.
While it may be difficult to stop, we can be a model for our children (even if they don't observe us doing it) by following our own instructions. "It's time to stop. Go to bed. Enjoy some tea. Take a pause and stop doing.... at least for a moment."
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