disclaimer: If your name is Sally or if you can't stand grammatical mistakes proceed with caution. . .
I don't know if it's having my third baby (and possibly last) or turning 30 or a long snowed-in winter but I have had several months of self reflection. You know when I was planning out my life as an 18-year-old I never thought past 30. I had everything planned out until then. . .
I would 1.go to college 2.go on a mission 3.go to grad school/become a P.A. 4.join the Peace Corps 5.IF the right guy came a long I might get married
I also wanted to speak a second language, travel all over the world, run a marathon and hike the entire Appalachian Trail (Georgia to Maine baby!) I'm 18, why can't I have it all?
It's funny how plans change. I did get married and I did finish college but then the trail forked and I ended up in a totally different part of the woods. So for a couple of months I have bemoaned the fact that I have accomplished very few of my OG goals. And time is running out. And who cares if they aren't normal goals, who wants to have NORMAL goals. And then I felt guilty for wallowing in self pity because I have a great life. (NORMAL, but great) I love my sweet sweet husband who has always encouraged me to be me. And although some days I want to sell the babies to the zoo I mostly just want to eat them up because they are so deliciously adorable. They say the cutest (and sometime very inappropriate things.) And I love (and am a little bit scared) seeing Riley and me in them. I feel very lucky to be a Mama.
But it wasn't part of the plan this soon. I am the one who changed the plan. I wanted to get married. I thought about it long and hard and I wanted to start a family. I had the chance to go to grad school and I wanted to stay home with my baby. I totally got what I wanted. I'm not willing to miss anything in my kids' lives. I want to be here with them. I want to drink up every minute with my family. So thanks to my friend Sarah, I've devised a new plan:
"My next 30 years."
My next 30 years will be filled with seasons. You know "there is a time & season for everything." And I've decided my next 10 are going to be devoted to my little ones. In 10 short years J will be 16, K 14, C 10. I'm setting goals to be accomplished before I'm 40 but most of them I can share with the kids and we can do them together. I want to GO GREEN. Run a Marathon. Grow & Make & Eat more whole foods. Learn Spanish. Find a Great Volunteer Project. Hike.hike.HIKE. Take my bike to the mountains. See a little bit of the world. Learn to Surf. SKI. Be creative.
I am really excited about this short list. I have like a million little things running around in my mind that I want to do with the kids. I'll let you know how it's going I'll try this thing called 'posting on the blog' from time to time.I feel like writing down this plan of action helps me remember WHO I AM and at the same time I can share myself with my family. Ask me how I'm doing on my "Next 30 years."