Seems a little late for a New Year’s inspired post but one of the things about taking vacation to start off a new year is that you arrive home refreshed yet already behind. A small price to pay.
When I wasn’t hearing ‘mom’ ‘mom’ ‘mom’ ‘mom’ ‘mom’ ‘mom’ during our 18 hour drive home from South Carolina I had time to reflect on 2009 and the kind of year it had been. Verdict: unremarkable. Lily found her words (woot woot) in ‘09 but other than that nothing really noteworthy happened.
Now, I’m not one for resolutions because I think, just like New Year’s celebrations, they can really only lead to disappointment. However, this year I have started to put some goals down on paper. A little check list of what I want to wring out of the next 350 days.
There are the typical starting-a-new-year dreams: a spotless house, dishes washed as soon as they’re dirtied, banishing the junk drawer…the list could go on and on. All those things that my undomesticated butt hip-checks to the side as I choose instead, well, anything I can think of other than housework.
But those aren’t the things that I really want to focus on this year.
I’ve gained so very much being a mom but I’ve lost a few things along the way as well. My sense of style has gone into hibernation and any ‘cool’ that I ever possessed has vanished. And I blame six years of dancing like a goof around the house with my kids for losing what little rhythm I used to have.
This is my year to be more than a mom. I want to be a Great Mom (not to be confused with a ‘Supermom’. That’s a whole other post…) and I think I have to get back a little bit of myself in order to do that.
Jumping right into La River Cliché – this will be the year I find myself. I will ride the rapids and walk the shores – no stone will go unturned. I have a hunch that I will turn up more dork than cool but I will embrace whatever I find.
I wish everyone a happy and healthy 2010 full of realized resolutions and copious amounts of cool.
mocobabies 