This time last year, I was teaching and my brain was about to explode. We (my mom and I) were sending off All-State stuff, preparing for the Christmas Concert, taking our kids all over the universe during school/after school to sing, getting ready for musical auditions, and everything else that goes with a choral program during the holidays. In other words, I felt swamped. My plate was more than just full.
I read this post by my friend Leslie the other day and I've been thinking about it a lot. What size is my plate anyway? I think my plate actually used to be a platter. I was always busy in high school and in college, being a music major basically absorbed my life. I liked being busy. I said, "yes," to everything and wanted a full plate at all times. Being busy made me feel important.
I still like having things to do, but being crazy busy is not a desire of mine anymore. Those last 2 years of teaching gave me a schedule that was full all of the time. I did 'school' things on evenings and weekends, leaving hardly any time for myself and for Colt. It was a different kind of busy and I didn't like how it made me feel.
I think that job caused my plate to shrink. Surely our plates change sizes as we go through different phases of life. Right now, I think I'm in a saucer phase. As opportunities, events, and hangouts come our way, I've really tried to say "no" when I need to. I've learned I cannot do it all with a new baby. Missing out on a fun get together with friends or skipping an event in order to maintain my sanity are worthwhile decisions. I think as I learn to balance everything in this new time of life, my plate may grow once again. But for now, I am satisfied with my saucer. :)
Glad that post was meaningful for you! I totally agree that the size of your plate changes with the seasons of our lives. I'm already feeling mine shrinking a bit in preparation for this new baby!ReplyDelete