Today my youngest baby is officially one month old! The last month has felt so long and gone by so fast all at the same time, in the way that parenting usually does. I cannot count how many times I’ve heard the phrase, “The days are long, but the years are short.”
In the past couple of weeks I’ve pushed myself, and I know there is more to come in the next few months and years. I changed a tire instead of calling my husband to come change it for me. I’ve taken huge strides in not being terrified of my driveway covered in ice and snow. I’ve even backed down the whole thing in 2 wheel drive instead of 4 wheel drive Low. I sang a solo for my church family. I started school back up with my oldest two. That one has probably been one of the hardest things I’ve done, since I homeschool. I started potty training my 2 year old. Which has been stressful, but I’m very proud of how chill I am being this time around.
In all of this craziness, my mantra has been “Be Brave.” I’m not usually an anxious person, though I do tend to overthink, but I struggle with being truly brave in my day to day. I love playing it safe.
Maybe since I had major surgery, I shouldn’t change this tire. Not to mention its been over 7 years since I’ve changed a tire.
Maybe I could just have my husband back the car down the driveway for me, or maybe we should just stay home.
Maybe I shouldn’t try singing a solo. After all I’m not a soloist. I don’t have any plans of being a soloist, I simply love singing.
Maybe I should wait until baby Asher is sleeping through the night to start school back up. They’re ahead by a year anyway.
Maybe I should just wait until the summer to potty train Ella. I can deal with the diapers a little longer.
None of these thoughts are wrong. They’re all perfectly safe. Who wants to live a “safe” life? I want to live an adventurous life. One full of personal victories and times that I’ve pushed myself to see what I was made of. This attitude is hard for me to summon up most of the time. I’m more of a laid-back let’s-binge-watch-Netflix kind of a person. My husband is the passionate go-getter.
A lot of things in life scare me, but one that scares me the most is not being brave enough. All things take practice, so I practice being brave in my day to day things. Am I always successful? Not even close. The whole reason I had to deal with a flat tire is due to the fact I did not want to drive down the driveway. But every day I get a little closer to that life where I don’t let fears control me.
I’m going to keep practicing being brave, taking chances, how about you?
PS MERRY CHRISTMAS!!