Last year, Princess Laserton started a tradition called Radvent, a holiday journaling challenge, and invited her readers and fellow bloggers to join in. So here I go. Each day, there will be a different topic to write about (throwback to my undergrad days in creative writing!) and the only parameters are to be honest and open, and to try to blog at least three times a week.
What is challenging you the most right now? And how can you be grateful for it?
Juggling my responsbilities after work has really been a challenge lately. Because I'm at work for most of my day, quality-time with Carl and Lily is so precious and consequently, household chores and reading for class have kind of fallen by the wayside...which is not good considering I'm in an English Lit grad program, which basically means, "you will spend your whole life reading."
I should be: coming home, cooking dinner, putting Lily down, doing dishes/laundry/sweeping dog hair, then settling in to read.
Instead, I'm: coming home, cooking dinner, then putting Carl, Lily and myself down for the night, where the bed is warm and the cuddles are good.
Dirty clothes, dirty dishes, unopened books...they're starting to pile up.
I'm grateful to have this challenge at all. To have a job, to be in graduate school, and to have a man & baby that are so impossibly loveable is a great thing.
Reflect on one challenging thing in the past year that you kicked butt at. What would you have told yourself?
Not to sound all... conceited or whatever, but I kicked pregnancy's butt. Seriously. Delivery, too.
It's just Carl and I here in San Antonio. Our family lives 500 miles away, so when we discovered I was pregnant, we knew it would be a challenge. We live modestly, on student salaries, and though making a baby was a blessing, it was also a big surprise.
With Carl's love and support, I managed a full-time job, two evening graduate school classes, and my first pregnancy. We had a clear idea of the way we wanted the pregnancy and our birth to go, and worked hard to achieve it. I was at the office and went to school up until the day I went into labor. I endured a grueling 36-hour natural, completely unmedicated labor and gave birth to the most beautiful baby girl.
What would I tell myself? I guess if I did it then, I can do it again. Sure, having a baby (and not just a belly) is harder, but it's also infinitely better.
PS. If you're participating in Radvent, tell me about it in the comments. I'd love to read yours, too :)