This year is MY year
Last year, my third child turned one. The days of nursing multiple times a night, managing a baby-turned-toddler, tending to needs of the older children, managing a household, pursuing a career: the year came to a screeching halt, and I wanted nothing more than for it all to end. It was all too much. It got to the point where I was feeling physically sick, anxious, depressed at times.
I looked forward to spending the last week of 2010 at home, regrouping, having quiet moments just our family, working on little projects that have been sitting on the back-burning for the past year(s). That plan was foiled when the blizzard of 2010 kept us out east for an extra five days, bringing us home at 1am on New Year's Eve.
I have had a day or two to settle in and to think: "what do I want to accomplish this year?" I realize that I never did achieve any of my goals for last year, the top two of which were:
- to finish reading a book
- to master a piano piece
Well, this is the Year of the Rabbit, and I was born in the Year of the Rabbit. It is my year, and I am embracing myself this year. Above all else, this year, I want to refocus attention on me, set aside time for myself, for my needs and hobbies and interests. I have friends with book groups, getaway weekends with girlfriends, regular mama nights out. I want to do the same! I need it! I deserve it.
This year, what do you set out to do? Did you have goals for yourself last year? Did you meet them, or were they left unmet?