I've probably posted about this before, but here I am, thinking it again and therefore, writing it again.
I am the queen of being in a situation and wanting to be at the next step - as in, while pregnant, I thought "wow, I'm so not enjoying this, I'll like it so much better when she's on the outside.' Now, Miss E is here and I think about breastfeeding 'wow, I'm so not enjoying this, I'll like it so much better when she is no longer needing me for sustenance.'
Ya know what? She will be done with breastfeeding someday and I would bet you any amount of money that at that point I'll find something else I wish weren't going on and think I'll be more content when it passes. Shit.
That is all so very yogic of me to realize. Or maybe it would be yogic if I actually did something about it. Realizing it has to be the first step, I 'spose. The lesson in there is probably that the present moment is just fine. It will pass and then there will be another moment. And then another and then another. Moreover, none of those moments are going to be perfect. Life isn't going to be better, it will just be different because life isn't really bad now.
Okay, that's enough deep thought for me. Surely it is time for the Real Housewives of the OC or something.
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