Perpetual Tiredness... Will It Last Forever?

Yeah, the title is me whining about being tired all the time. Somehow, unless I take enough B vitamins to turn my pee the color of plutonium, I am always tired. Will someone explain to me how this wonderful life is sucking itself out of me?? Sheesh. That said, I would like to discuss some of the factors that I believe to be at work for all of us, not just me, and a list of things I think might help. Disclaimer... I may not in fact do everything I list here because, let's face it, I just have too much stuff on the to do list. But here I go.

1) I sleep on a crappy bed. Really crappy. Indian guru sleeping on a spikey wire bed crappy. However, a new bed is not affordable at the moment. Therefore, it is my goal to discover how to make my bed comfy on a budget. Any advice would be appreciated.

2) Earlier bedtimes for all. Even mommy. No, really. (I type this comment at 11:30 at night.) It's not like I don't get enough sleep, but I guess if the quality is going to suck out loud, I may as well increase the quantity.

3) Boost my immune system a bit. Maybe no NOS tank, but maybe turbocharge it a bit. So I am going to attempt a regimen of echinacea, vitamins, and green tea daily. I will keep you posted. Here's hoping for some success.

4) All this being said, I live on the Gulf Coast near an oil spill area. Now, I don't wanna play that blame game, but ever since then, everyone down here has had respiratory and digestive problems, and increased stress too... to say the least I would say it has aggravated some problems. What to do about this? You got me. The best I can do is to say that I am cutting as many chemicals out of my life because I (sneaky me) have postulated that if I must be exposed to some chemicals I cannot eliminate from my life, I will get the ones I can!

5) I will try my dead level best to not sweat the small stuff. This is a big deal for me, but we're gonna do our best!

Just shut up and be happy!

I found myself today in a conundrum, as I do most every day... should I feel guilty about the store brand tater tots in the oven? I know they're not organic, or even good for us AT ALL, but shouldn't some things being good for the soul count? I washed the kids in organic natural shampoo after we got all sweaty and dirty playing catch in the yard, and faithfully made sure my son did all his homeschool assignments in a timely fashion. Why then do I have guilt that I am snacking on prepackaged tots playing Nintendo with my kids? So what if Mount Textile will have to wait just one more day to be relegated to the drawers and cabinets? I refuse to spend my life on the mundane. My children deserve to remember how great their childhood was, not how controlled and sterile it was! On the other hand, I wrestle with whether or not I am giving them enough structure... sheesh, it's enough to make your head spin! The conclusion I came to was that I needed to shut up and be happy, no matter what I'm doing, or how imperfect I am. If we are all curled up on the couch being veggies instead of eating them, that's ok for the moment. I promise I will make another batch of whole grain oatmeal raisin muffins in the morning. After I have my coffee.

There's a First Time for Everything

Well, here we go. I am starting this particular blog for so many reasons, but as the name implies, mainly to discuss the things I am doing to try to be the best mother I can be to my children. This includes, but certainly is not limited to: greening our homelife for the betterment of their future, refining myself and my habits so as to be a better influence for them, and trying to rediscover myself in the process. Like most dedicated mothers, I let myself (not "mommy" me, or "wifey" me, but that person I am when I am not those individuals) slip away in the hustle and bustle of every day existence. I am not saying I am not blissfully in love with being a mom and a wife of ten plus years of marriage, but simply put, I need to rediscover who I am intrinsically. I think alot of us do. One of the things I have put to the side is writing, and I vow here and now to pull that out of its old dusty box and let the world know what I am thinking! I cannot even express how that takes me out of my comfort zone, but what would a comfort zone be if there were not those times we strayed from it? Sure, we would all love for life to be pillows and martinis, but get real... this is life. It is flawed, messy, and complicated. It is also, however, blissful, full of wonder, hope, and exuberance, and I will forever after embrace it with an open heart and a thick skin! I want my children to look back on their childhood and be proud to call me mom. Isn't that what we should all hope for?