WOW. I haven’t written a blog post in a LONG TIME. Is anyone else completely shocked that it’s AUGUST? Where has this year gone? In my head it should only be maybe the beginning of May! I can’t believe that this year as unpredictable as it’s been has been is 5 months from being over.
I’ve been wanting to write a post for almost a month now and I have been struggling to find the right words.
This is a weird time. I hate that that’s all I can think to say when describing the current situation of the world.
This situation is so much greater than science, so much greater than politics, and rules that govern us. It feels like there’s a much larger reason, so much farther beyond what we can even understand for why this is happening at such a rapid, unpredictable rate.
I’ve procrastinated writing this post for quite some time now. Its been probably the better part of a month give or take, contemplating this latest conundrum I’ve found myself in. After 30-something years on this earth, having a family of my own and all the responsibilities that come with being an adult at this stage in life, I find myself utterly lost and drowning in a sea of uncertainty, self doubt, self criticisms and comparisons.
What do I want to do with my life?
I used to think that I’ve had at least some general clarity as to where I wanted myself to be at this point in my career, personal life and an overall sense of being and purpose. But lately I can’t help be so wrapped up in past failures, bad decisions, hefty expectations of loved ones, dependents and most of all myself. I’m barely keeping it together to be honest, struggling to breathe in this space.
Sunday can often be bittersweet. On the one hand, it’s still the weekend so you want to enjoy it to its fullest. On the other hand, you’ve got the Sunday blues in anticipation of having to go back to work on Monday.
Sundays have always been a struggle for me because I like to plan for a productive week, and that means there are quite a few productive things to do. But I also want to relax and enjoy that last day of freedom. The great thing is, you don’t have to choose! I’ve developed a routine for a productive Sunday that allows me to plan for the week ahead, while also making some time to relax.
In this post, I’m sharing 15 productive things to do on my Sunday that will help you to have a better and more productive week!
Juggling between work and home becomes a herculean task for us, the Working Mom. Sometimes, I do feel that I am neglecting my daughter or that I am not addressing her concerns. Thoughts like these comes in my mind and leaves me baffles and confused. But I know that we the mothers have been designed by God to be super sensitive and that is why thoughts like these haunt our mind and that is perfectly OK.
I am working for the well being of our family and that family includes me also. My works give me an identity and a sense of independence which makes me happy. So if I am happy then I can create a healthier environment for my daughter. I know that my daughter miss me but I am sure she is learning the art of self-dependence in my absence and becoming responsible day by day.
“We have to be able to grow up. Our wrinkles are our medals of the passage of life. They are what we have been through and who we want to be.” ~ Lauren Hutton
I don’t know many people who get excited about aging. Birthdays, yes. That number that changes each year, no. Yet, there are some great benefits that come with. No, not the grey hair or the wrinkles. But inner wisdom that can only be gained by years lived. The most important one: Self Confidence.
I have always considered birthdays more of a milestone then the changing of the year. Yes, a new year begins with people making all of these resolutions, as well as annoyingly struggling to remember to write the correct date. But it is birthdays, especially as we age which can bring many more important milestones to mark the passage of time and growth then any resolution. It is our younger selves that as we gain freedom, we learn and grow and as adults we (hopefully) gain more wisdom.
Aging can be controversial. I know many people who hate it. While I might joke about it, I have never been in that category. And now that I am “old,” each year I get is a true blessing. One I don’t take for granted, because so many people don’t get to see another year. Yes, old age brings that thing called adulting, as well as all the wrinkles and gray hair, oopps! But adulting, that word society thinks is so dirty, is incredibly freeing, empowering and confidence building if we are willing to embrace it.
The range of emotions we experience is vast, but for many of us there’s just one that we want to get our hands on – happiness. I’m a big believer in feeling all the emotions, it’s healthy to feel sad sometimes and it’s OK if we’re not jumping for joy every day.
I’ve been jumping for joy a little less lately, and that’s totally OK. We all go through peaks and troughs when it comes to being happy. In the past I’ve been horribly low and also a shinier, happier version of my current self.
Most of us meander between the two extremes depending on circumstances, life stages and mindset. Going between the two has however given me a good understanding of what I need to feel ‘happy’. To feel content.
This may sound silly to some but yes, self care guilt is a thing. I’ve experienced it for as long as I can remember. Taking care of me fully is a new concept in my world. I’ve always done things for me but I always did more for others.
There was a time when I thought that giving much of myself to everyone else was the right thing to do. I always seemed to have more of something than someone else who needed it. What I’ve come to realise though, is that no matter how much you give, it will never be enough. There will always be a hand outstretched once you’re willing to give.
Ultimately you are the only person responsible for making sure you’re okay. Not your friends, your spouse, your boss or anyone. I had a habit of always pegging my happiness on some one or some thing. It was always ‘if my boss would act right, I’d be so much happier’ or ‘if my husband or friend would only pay me the attention I deserve, I’d be much more content’.
You know, I envisioned this blog as my personal diary, a forum where I could dish out my most happy and saddest moments. Both my triumphs and tribulations. My expectations and grief. That has only partly come to fruition because guess what?
Writing about your life isn’t easy when others are peering in. It’s tough to be totally honest when you have friends, family and peers watching, reading and probably judging. It has turned out to be much harder than I thought it would be. Continue reading
Ok I’ll start.
1| A functioning body. You truly don’t appreciate this until you lose some aspect of it. As I get older I find myself more and more worried and afraid of death. Both for myself and my darling husband. Sometimes my mind races and I think ‘what will I do without him? What will he do without me?”. Unhealthy right? I know.
I’ve started working out regularly and eating healthier just to treat my body with the love and respect it needs. And I’ve laid off of the negative podcasts and entertainment. I do love a good true crime binge but I’ve come to realize it depresses me, makes me paranoid and the world generally looks so morbid after. Only plants for me these days, thank you!
2| Earning a living. I’ve been in the workforce since I was 20 years old. Through different programs then on to temporary roles then to more substantive permanent ones. I’d say though, that only within the past couple years, have I been truly enjoying what I’m doing for a living. I’m still not at 100% on whether I’m there to stay but my outlook on work is more positive. Whether I remain in the corporate workforce or be my own boss remains to be seen. What I can say though is that I’m truly happy and grateful for these moments of true happiness. We all know there are ups and downs at work, but all in all, I’m happy. Continue reading
Between family, friends, work, and time for yourself do you ever feel like there’s just not enough time in a day? This is a constant uphill battle for some. This is the part of the day when I start thinking to myself, how can I be productive? Should I catch up on blog posts, work on my YouTube channel, or check-in with social media to see what’s trending?
This is also the part where my brain goes a million miles a second, and I become super motivated. I found that since I’m more productive during the wee hours of the night, I try to collect my ideas throughout the week then let my mind run wild come Friday and Saturday night.
During the week, my evenings consist of family time, and in the blink of an eye, its time for bed. Before you know it, my alarm is going off and back to work. It’s a shame that life gets so busy that the days of the week become one big blur, and at times you have to remind yourself to slow down just to remember what day it is.
Finding a good work-life balance is part of life. Some of us have conquered it, while others struggle with it. Whether it’s building a happy home, maintaining productivity at work, or creating time for a social life, finding a good balance can be tricky. Just remember that by letting the good Lord lead the way, anything is possible. Continue reading