Creating a Schedule for the New Normal

My first six weeks as a mother weren’t exactly blissful.  With feeding problems and an exceptionally-gifted-with-amazing-volume baby, my world had officially been rocked by this motherhood thing.

By the three month mark, however, I had it together.  He had figured out how to eat, was sleeping through the night, and I had even (successfully) ventured out of the house a few times.

I was finally on top of things.

And then he started teething.

I felt bad for him and all, with the pain and the stuffiness and the yada yada yada, but I really felt bad for me.  I couldn’t believe that right when I had my schedule figured out . . . everything changed.

And then it happened again.  As soon as we learned how to deal with the teething issues, he started crawling.  Then naps went from three a day to two a day.  Then I was pregnant again.  Then this.  Then that.

Then the other.

I finally accepted that life doesn’t stay the same for long. Life with kids, even more so.  And while I’ve learned (most days) to appreciate the wonderful excitement that is motherhood, I always resist change.

Change seems to happen within five minutes of the thought, “Whew! I think we’ve finally found a schedule that really works for us!”

Sometimes it’s a good change, like a child getting a part in a play.  Sometimes it’s an expected change, like your last child going off to school.  Sometimes it’s a traumatic change, like your son being diagnosed with a disease that requires time-consuming treatment.

Or worse.

Because schedules are a natural struggle for me (as a slob), I get overly excited when I find one that seems to work.  And I get overly irritated when changes beyond my control require that I let go of that schedule and create a new one.

Here are a few ways I’ve found to cope:

#1 – When possible, do your research and find out what this change will mean. Don’t assume that your child’s rehearsals will “probably be once a week after school” when they really might be held three nights in a row, until 10 p.m.  Knowing what to expect will help you form a loose plan.

#2 – Allow time to come up with your new routine. You can’t know the ins and outs of a new situation until you are in it.  Change is scary because it is the unknown.  Wait until you know how things will really be before you stress over a new schedule.  Perhaps the rehearsal schedule says 6-10, but the director will be done with your child by 8:30. (Perhaps.)

#3 – Don’t allow others to create your schedule for you. This is a big one.  Last spring, I was approached over and over . . . and over with things that other people thought I should do after my daughter went to kindergarten this fall.  Because I was determined to do #2, I said no to most of it.  Other people are more than willing to fill up your time for you, and you will then be stuck doing what they want you to do, instead of what you need to do for your family.

#4 – Prioritize. Your time will fill up.   Or fly by.  Regardless, nothing causes more mommy-stress than feeling over-committed to things that don’t matter at the expense of things that do.  For example, I had always said no when asked to serve in leadership in a Bible Study that I attend.  Leadership requires two days a week of commitment, and I never wanted to do that while I had children at home.  However, when asked for this year . . . I did commit.  It is something I have always wanted to do, and if I don’t make it a priority now while my schedule is not yet full, it might be difficult to squeeze in later.  Start with the important things, and let less important stuff squeeze in around them.

#5 – Once you find a new schedule, enjoy it . . . and let its success encourage you that you’ll be able to adjust when you need to make another new one.

 

Today, I’m participating in Well-Ordered Days: Honoring God in the Details where some other bloggers and I are all talking about different aspects of scheduling.  Go check out their lovely blogs!

Jimmie’s Collage- Meal Planning for Well Ordered Days

Raising Arrows- How You Spend Your Time Matters

Adventures of a Somewhat Crunchy Mama – Chores ‘Round Here – The Teen Schedule

A Slob Comes Clean- When Life Happens and Your Schedule Stops Working

Finding Joy- The Flexible Schedule. It’s Possible.

Spell Outloud- Do Toddlers and Well-Ordered Days Mix?

Weird, Unsocialized Homeschoolers- Scheduling Time with Your Husband

Catholic Icing- Creating A Schedule Your Family Can Thrive On!

Get Along Home- How I Stopped Dithering and Learned to Love the Schedule

 

You can also join in by linking your own post about scheduling, either a new one or one from your archives.  If you link up here, your link will show up on ALL of these blogs!  Just link back to one of us!


 

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August’s Decluttering Update – Come Join In!

I got a little bumfuzzled when I typed August just now.  Aren’t we heading into August?  We couldn’t possibly be coming out of it!

And that, folks, describes my summer.

It’s also my excuse for why there’s only one post in my decluttering category for August.  Thankfully, it was a doozie, and included my first webisode.

I’m also including the ba-jillion all-the-bleach-in-the-world-couldn’t-get-them-white-again socks that I threw away, even though I threw them away . . . in July.  I didn’t blog about them until August, and really . . . if I don’t blog about it, it doesn’t exist.

Which means that I probably shouldn’t count these clothes that I put in the Donate Pile and photographed.  The title of the still-unwritten post for this picture is “If they’re not my style now, they won’t be my style 20 pounds from now.”

Which pretty much explains everything.  So I now I don’t need to write that post.

How did you do in August?  I’ve loved to hear about your decluttering efforts over on my Facebook Page.  Join in here in the comments or by linking up a blog post and share your totals (as best as you can remember) for the month.

If you link up a blog post, you must link back to A Slob Comes Clean within your post.  I’ll be happy to help if you don’t know how to do that.

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ONE Reason I Have a Hard Time Throwing Things Away

That’s a sock.

A why-do-they-take-their-shoes-off-but-not-their-socks-when-they’re-playing-outside sock.

As I’m folding laundry, it DOES register that socks like these should be tossed straight into the trashcan.  Unlike towels on the bathroom floor, I do see the holes and acknowledge the sock’s worthlessness.

But this summer, I had to make a VERY conscious decision to grab a trashcan and place it next to me as I folded clothes.  I made myself throw away any severely discolored or overly-airy socks.

Why is this so hard for me?

I don’t trust myself. I know that even when I know we need something, I have a wonderful ability to spend hours at the store getting everything we need . . . but that.  Hubby feels like he hit the jackpot when I actually remember something he requested.

The logical solution would be to make a list.  And I do that.

Regularly.

And then, just as regularly, I lose the list.  Or I remember just where it is sitting on the front seat of the Suburban at the point when my cart is half full and I don’t feel like running out to the parking lot.

Or, I remember the list, check it off carefully . . . and realize when I get home that I missed something really important.

I’m often afraid to throw something away because I don’t trust myself to remember to buy another one. And grungy, holey socks are better than no socks at all, right?

Unless the P.E. teacher plans a sock hop.

And just so you know, this is not a randomly written post.  It was inspired by the fact that I had no clean socks for the boys this morning . . . because I haven’t remembered to go buy more since I threw all those away.

In July.

Note to self:  Buy socks.

Note to self: Don’t lose first note.

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