What Are You Afraid Of? – 100 Day Blog Challenge Day 34

What Are You Afraid Of?

This is just too interesting.  Almost a month ago, one of my posts was about fear, and asking what are we afraid of?

For me, I’m not going to lie, I have some fears, and a lot of times, I let those fears take over when they really don’t need to.  I listed a few in my earlier post, and I’ve thought of a couple more, which I will share in this post.

  • The Unknown – with this one, it can have different meanings.  In this case, it’s not knowing what the future will bring.  I’m not saying I want to know EVERYTHING that will happen, but just not knowing certain things can be a little nerving.
  • Snakes/Worms – this goes back to my 20 facts about me post and creepy crawlers.  When I was a kid, I saw this movie called “Squirm,” which was about some killer earthworms.  It was HORRID…they were coming out of the shower heads, they were in people’s drinks, they were in the beds; I mean, it was just….UGH!!!  I’m not even gonna get into snakes or spiders.  Remember “Anaconda,” “Arachnophobia”?  Nuff said.
  • People – seriously, I worry about some people and their thinking.  It’s literally scary the things some people think and believe to the point where you have to wonder if everything is running properly upstairs.  I wonder how some people can believe their own craziness, and I’m sure some may look at me and say, “Well who are you to label someone crazy…”  But, in all honesty, there are some people in this world who really scare me if they were to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, if that makes any sense.  People just scare me.
  • My own insecurities –  yes, I doubt myself a lot, I sometimes second guess myself or let other people’s views cloud my judgement.  There have been times where someone has said something about me THEY felt was true and because of my insecurities, I almost believed it to be true.  Crazy, huh?  But, I’m a very emotional person, in the sense that I am very giving to others and when it’s mistaken for something else, I start to question/doubt myself.  I don’t give myself enough credit.  But, this is something that I have been working on to improve.
So, those are some more of my fears, but as the photo states above, those fears are just False Evidence Appearing Real and the only thing we have to fear is fear itself.  So, it’s time to get over ourselves.  Everyone else has.


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Never Judge a Book By Its Cover – 100 Day Blog Challenge Day 12

Not Everything is as it Seems

This morning, I needed to make a honey-lemon elixir for my son who had a sore throat.  This has been something my Mom did when I was a kid and what her Mom did when she was younger.  Basically, you take 1-2 lemons (or lemon juice if you don’t have lemons) and some honey.  Pour into a glass, mix and take a tablespoon throughout the day to help with the sore throat.

Call it whatever you like, we’ve done this for as long as I can remember and it’s been pretty darn helpful.  Anyhow, getting back to my point, I had some lemons in my fridge, but when I picked them up, they looked really old and shriveled and it kind of grossed me out.  They kind of looked like a cross between the lemon in the middle and on the left of in the photo above.  Usually, I would be tempted to just toss it because I figured it was no good anymore.  But, for some reason, today, I decided NOT to throw them away.  I used 2 of the lemons that were in the fridge and reluctantly cut into them.  To my surprise, inside looked plump and it had a LOT of juice.  I believe I got a good 1/8 cup out of those 2 lemons.

That got me to thinking…what would have happened had I just tossed them just because of how they LOOKED.  I immediately started thinking of the saying, “don’t judge a book by its cover,” and in this instance I was VERY judgmental.  How many times have I just discarded lemons because they looked bruised and old on the outside. How sad is that?

Then I started thinking about how our thought process of others can be clouded simply by what we see on the outside.  How many times were we so quick to judge someone or something just by the exterior?  It’s a sad fact that we all have prejudices, and whether we want to admit to it or not, it’s those prejudices that trigger our initial response to people and things.  

Now, I’m not trying to start some back and forth comment war or ruffle any feathers, but think about it.  Really think about it.  Can you honestly say that you do NOT or have never prejudged someone or something based on either the exterior or past experiences?  We’re all guilty of it, myself included.  I just talked about it with my lemon story.  The point is to really never judge a book by its cover.  Pick it up, open some pages, read a few lines. Say hello to that person you’ve been avoiding, ask a couple questions.  Attend that overview you’ve been invited to, open your mind and learn something new.  

You never know…that thing you’ve been putting off or that person you’ve been avoiding could turn out to be the best thing to ever happen to you.

Think about it…

"I Don’t Know How You Do It"

So, I’ve FINALLY gotten my act together and start my own blog.  It’s about time, since I seem to have lots to say lately.  I guess it was only fitting to start with the one topic that gets the most attention. 

“I don’t know how you do it.”  


This is the single most popular comment I have heard from hubby, family, friends, even strangers on the street or supermarket in regards to taking care of my three boys.  I decided to talk about this popular comment and offer my two cents on it.  So, I dug deep and really started to think about this question/comment.


Well, my answer is, “What’s the alternative?” 

I guess the best place to start is from the beginning.  How did this all come about in the first place?  It started in July 2006, when hubby left to work out West in Fort MacMurray, Alberta, to make more money for our family.  Elijah was 9 months, we just bought our car and hubby was going to be gone for about 2 months.  To be honest, I was a nervous wreck.  Here we were, a new family, getting our bearings and now I was going to be left alone with this little person.  “What if he cries?  What do I do if he gets hurt?  How do I handle this kid?”  Oh, you wouldn’t believe the crazy thoughts that went through my head.  


The first time I had to go shopping with Elijah was scary at the time, but now, very laughable.  It was July 5, 2006, and up until that moment, I hadn’t even put him in the car – hubby took care of that.  As I loaded him into the car and heard the seat click into place, I did the happy dance in my head.  “Whew, got through that one.”  Then I had to drive into town with him – another accomplishment.   Then came the big test – getting him out of the car and into the shopping cart.  Wow, that was so simple.  By the time I got my shopping done, I was in and out of town in about 45 minutes.  I even got gas with ease.  That first day alone with Elijah was the toughest and most rewarding for me.  I thought to myself, “I could do this.”  And I did it every day until hubby came home for Elijah’s 1st birthday.


We all established a system of sorts and we had a good groove going.  Each time I had errands to run, my trips with Elijah became more routine and we had a great flow going.  Then we got pregnant with Justus.  As the delivery grew nearer, I thought, “Dang, we had a good routine going, and now I’m going to have a newborn and a toddler…how the heck am I gonna handle THIS?!?!?!?”  Well, the first time I had to venture into town with both of them, it went well and every time after that got better and a little easier.  I thought to myself that it wasn’t so bad and they’re really well behaved boys.  They’re working with me.  Yay!!!

Then we were pregnant with Isaac.  To be honest, while I was in the hospital, as I stared at him one night, I almost had a panic attack.  I mean, a serious, full-on, palms sweating, dry throat, about to throw up panic attack.  Two babies were okay, but now I’ve got a newborn, an 18 month old and a 4 year old.  What the heck have I gotten myself into?  Hubby left after Isaac was 10 days old and for 3 weeks I had live in help with one of our cousins (thanks so much, Arlene – you were such a big help.)  I did have a lot of help in the beginning from family and friends who offered to do my shopping and get any necessary items I needed.  I literally didn’t have to leave my house for about a month and a half.


And then the big day came – New Year’s Eve 2009.  I had to venture into town with all 3 boys.  The Christmas holiday was winding down, and nothing was open all weekend until the 31st and it was also a big No Tax, Boxing Day sale.  Talk about entering the belly of the beast.  Loading them into the car required a specific system – Isaac is always first because he’s in the middle. Then Justus, then Elijah.  Loading them into the cart is a little backward – Justus, Isaac and Elijah on foot.  That afternoon in the supermarket was a madhouse.  Trying to turn the cart and get it down the aisles was a chore in and of itself.  Add to the fact that Elijah was now on foot and you can imagine what that’s like.  All the while, I kept hearing comments, including, “Such beautiful boys” and “Boy you’ve got your hands full.”  And just like all the other times I had to venture into town, nothing bad happened.


So, here we are, 8 months after that event, and I’ve established a routine with the boys.  Traveling is sometimes a challenge, but we mange.  Getting them fed, bathed and in bed works most days, other days require some tweaking.  But for me, I make it work because they are my boys.  In all honesty, it’s not like I didn’t know what I was getting into.  The stork didn’t drop them from the sky one day.  We knew we wanted a family and what it entailed.  Each new life brought on new challenges, but I’ve been able to handle them and it works for us.
 
While I appreciate all the accolades  and praises, I am really not doing anything different than what any of you as parents are doing.  I’m doing what’s best for my family to make sure my boys to give them a strong sense of family, care for others, respect themselves and others and which I hope they will take with them as they grow up to become successful men.

So, there you have it.  Hopefully you’ve gotten a glimpse of “how I do it.”

Until next time, be well.