It’s Saturday morning and I’m sitting on the couch with the
computer in my lap, the baby sleeping near me in the swing, and my mind all
over the place. The windows open on my computer go from pinterest, to Karen’s
bridesmaids dress, to my first blog, to gmail, facebook, and restaurant ideas
for the baby's baptism. All. Over. The. Place.
I get like this when I get frustrated. When I feel like I
want to make a change, even though 2014 marked the year of all the major life
changes all at once. New job, new baby, practically-new house. It was good and
it was overwhelming and it was blessed, for sure.
But now here I am on the other side, staring at the start of
another year. What do I want from it? Where do I want to go from here?
I thought I didn’t want to make any resolutions this year.
That I didn’t want to think about goals and to-dos and must-accomplishes,
because keeping a newborn happy and healthy feels like goal enough.
But. Lately I’ve just been thinking a lot about vision and the
bigger picture. About what and how I want to create and set up my life. I don’t
know exactly what that entails just yet, but I realized that since having the
baby, I’ve been so much more focused. I’m happier being in this space. I’m
happier to slow down and make faces and sing made-up songs.
And in that, I realize that any goals I have, any things I
want to do, I have to actually do them. I know, that’s obvious. But I guess, in
a way, what it comes down to is that I’m tired of talking and planning and I’m
ready to start doing. And getting back into the swing of writing and
remembering tops that list.
So here I am. Ready.
