My oldest son (11 years old) asked me the other day, “What would you do if all you had was leaves to wear like Adam and Eve?” Well, for one thing, I’d have to get over the giggles because I think seeing all 4 of my littles plus my husband in leaf underwear would make me giggle. I can do that though. We giggle at really immature and inappropriate things in our house like gas and girls…not that the two are related, but I live in a house of boys so we speak belch around here.
What WOULD I do if I could only wear a leaf? Eve didn’t mind being naked because she didn’t know any better or any different. There were no magazines telling her to drop a leaf size in 7 sleeps. There weren’t store windows with mannequins on display that were showcasing the latest and greatest oak leaf fashion. She was happy where she was at, she was content with how she was made and for awhile there, she was pretty darn full of joy. The words I want to focus are happy, content and joy.
I am a forward thinker. Goal setting is in my nature. Planning is my mode of operation. Funny that this last year was so chocked full of surprises it was enough to make me pull my hair out AND realize
there is a time and a place for drive and ambition and then there’s a time for rest, peace, and contentment. Embracing the season we are in opens the door for joy.
The season I am in right now includes MASSIVE changes…not just having a 4th baby, but with my work, my 3rd son who has uncontrolled seizures we’re trying to treat and other factors. I’ve learned that I can’t compare this season to the seasons that looked a little like it in my past. AND, I can’t compare my season to someone else’s season. I mean, I could, but that would be stupid. Their life is not my life. It’s a new season so I need to stay realistic…embrace this season…be content and happy. You’re going to have to help me when I get itches to push it.
That being said, I am starting to think about moving again. I’ve missed moving my limbs. I’ve missed getting sweaty. With a car accident and then taking time off with pregnancy, movement has changed for me in the last year. It has been the longest hiatus from exercise since I was 19. So, staying with my commitment to being realistic, I am going to have to plan my “moving” days where they fit nicely into my life as a mom of 4 boys. Creativity, flexibility, plan “B’s”, and grace will be needed.
I’m sitting down with my husband today and looking at his schedule to find 2-3x next week when I can go and enjoy movement. As much as I’d love to jump into a BodyCombat class, that is not realistic for many reasons. A year ago, I would’ve forced it, but I’ve been learning that forcing something only causes friction and pain. Embracing is much nicer even though the pain of change is felt upfront.
So, what do you need to get realistic about? Are your expectations too high for yourself? Do you have a change of season you need to embrace right now? Do you need some creativity, flexibility or some grace?
I’m not in a hurry to “lose the baby weight.” In fact, my scale doesn’t even work now! I tried, but it’s dead. Maybe not a coincidence for now. I can be free like Eve to not have any idea where I’m “weighing in” and just focus on moving for enjoyment, stress relief, pain relief, blood flow and extra oxygen Maybe my next “gettin’ naked” picture will be with leaves Yes, it will be with leaves.