Forget Resolutions, Hello Intentions!

As we all seem to do this time of year I have started thinking about what I want to change or do in the new year.  (Which I can’t stop thinking is the year my twins will be starting Kindergarten, but more on that later I’m sure.)

What is a resolution?  By definition it is “a firm decision to do or not do something”.  In hindsight that sounds pretty firm.  So, as the ball drops on NYE we all exclaim excitedly “I’m going to do this!”  Within a month or so most of these resolutions have dropped as far as the post feed on Facebook.

I have had one, yes ONE, resolution survive past the first quarter of a new year and still continue to this day.  That resolution was to wash off my makeup every night before bed, no matter what.  But, was it the resolution that created this long term habit or something else?

It’s no secret that habits take repeating.  Most sources will agree that it takes about 21 days for a habit to take hold (or be broken).  In order for those 21 days to be successful you must be intentional.  Ah, yes, there it is.  And here’s another definition-Intentions:  a thing intended, an aim or plan.  I like the sound of that so much more.

I want to be intentional when I do things.  I want them to have a reason and a purpose.  I don’t want to do something just because I’ve made a “promise” to myself that is supposed to be ironclad.  This is why so many resolutions fall to the wayside.  We have to understand the the purpose and desire to achieve whatever goals we have set for ourselves.  We must be intentional about what we do and why.

I think I have my list of intentions figured out:

  • Learn to crochet.  (I tried self-teaching via YouTube videos to no avail so I’ve decided to take some classes.)
  • Read more.  I currently average 1-2 books per month depending on the size but my intention is to up that 3-4 (or more, who knows!).
  • And of course, everyone’s go to-be healthier.  I don’t feel like I do a horrible job at this but my PCOS and Lupron injections work against me making it very discouraging at times.  I want to be intentional about working harder and finding ways to work around my obstacles.

So there it is.  I’m ditching resolutions and replacing with intentions.  What are your intentions for 2018?  I’d love to hear!

 

 

 

 

Happy “Soon-to-be Mother’s Day”

This was written back in 2012 on my last blog “The PCOS and Infertility Journey” and I always think about it every year before Mother’s Day.  Even though I have been a mother for over 5 years now the raw feeling of empty arms still holds a place in my heart, along with all of the 1 in 8 people who are struggling through infertility.  Take a moment to remember the Soon-to-be Mother’s this Mother’s Day.

I know that most women struggling with infertility absolutely dread Mother’s Day, some to the point of literally hating the holiday that praises what we so desperately want to be, so I have dubbed it not only Mother’s Day but also “Soon-to-be Mother’s Day”.  I believe that Mother’s Day should incorporate all mothers, because mothers come in so many shapes and forms.  Traditional mothers, foster mothers, step mothers, Godmothers, and so many more.  So who’s to say an infertile mother does not count?  In our infertile reality a woman who longs to have a child is as much a mother as a woman with five children.  So what if we do not have an actual child to hold and care for?  It is not our fault, not our choice.  We would happily receive the crayola made cards and popsicle stick boxes if they existed in our world.  But one day they will.  So let’s focus on our mother’s and our mother-in-laws, and any other type of mother in our life.  Let’s be supportive to the infertile mother’s-to-someday-be around us.  And let’s remember, that although we do not have a child to hold in our arms we are no less of a mother than they.

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Why do we hide?

Okay World, I am back.  For real this time.  I loved blogging when I was going through my infertility journey and while I am still passionate about telling the World about my struggles in an effort to help others there are many others things I am passionate about as well.  Hence this new blog.  I want something that I speak about everything and anything that I am feeling and following.  I hope you enjoy going through this journey with me, here we go!

Something I have been thinking about a lot is why do people hide?  Why do people suffer things in silence?  I’m vocal.  I’m vocal about everything in my life.  Why?  Because I want to HELP others who may be going through similar things in their lives, I want to be a support system, and source of information.  I feel I have to much to share and have experienced so much, how can I keep it all in?

I have PCOS and this year was also diagnosed with Endometriosis.  I suffered through infertility treatments.  I was blessed enough to have IVF treatments which resulted in a twin pregnancy.  My sweet boys we born at 31 weeks and had to spend 5 weeks in the NICU.  Michael had a PDA which required two heart surgeries to have to closed which also resulted in a tear in his heart that is now a constant source of concern.  Patrick had Torticollis, and a wedged L2 vertebrae.  This past January he was also dianogsosed with Sensory Processing Disorder with Autistic Tendencies.  This is just a small snapshot.  I am also passionate about child nutrition & hunger, real food, natural living, I’m also a book nerd, history geek, and so so much more.

Do I share these things for pity or sympathy?  Absolutely not.  I suppose some may think so.  I share these things so others know they are not alone.  To inspire others to share their struggles, their triumphs, their lives.  We live in an amazing age in which we are connected to the WORLD through social media and the internet.  We have at our disposal a wealth of knowledge.  An infinite support system.

Why would we not let people know they are not alone?  Why do we allow ourselves to suffer and struggle in silence?  Have we created such a stigma in our society that we feel the need to create a persona of perfection and not let others know that our child has a learning disability?  That we can not get pregnant?  That we struggle with weight loss because of a disease called PCOS?  Why!?!?  I want to shout it from the rooftops that you are not alone!  I am here!  We all are here!  I don’t judge.  Do you?  Perhaps this is why people are so afraid to share their hurts, their struggles.  But why are we so afraid of being judged?  I have always lived by the policy (since I was very very young) that I do not care what others things of me.  I am living my life for me, not anyone else.  I so wish that we lived in a World that promoted this.  I do think we are moving that way.  I can easily see my children’s generation being very accepting and understanding of all differences and opinions.  Or perhaps this is just my hope.

All I know is I will continue to share.  I will continue to fight.  Even for those who suffer in silence.  But I know that people are watching and listening.  I absolutely love that I often get a message out of the blue from someone regarding one of the many things I talk about, whether it’s infertility, Autisim, PCOS, you name it.  And if I can be there to listen, to champion, to help, to care, then my heart is happy.  I love nothing more than helping people and striving to make a difference, if just a sliver, in this oh-so-crazy World.