The past couple of weeks I feel like my life has been out-of-control.
My house is out-of-control. Our life is out-of-control. Everything seems to be out-of-control.
I feel stretched thin.
I feel like a stretch-arm-strong on the verge of breaking. I feel over-loaded, consumed, and lonely.
So, I am on a quest to find balance.
This week I have started setting daily goals. Goals to achieve simple tasks: like making the bed. It breaks my heart because as a new Mom I feel a lot of pressure to not only be the best momma, but also be a great wife, daughter, volunteer, friend, writer, athlete...etc. I am putting this pressure on myself.
I am going to figure this thing out. This new life we have. After all... our life is only going to get busier. More babies, more laundry, more dinners, more cleaning, more things to get out-of-control.
So bear with me today.