Is It Naptime Yet

Jon recently had his second annual physical. He’s in a lot better shape than last year. He’s lost 15 pounds, got his cholesterol in the good range and is basically a much healthier person.

He’s changed his diet, but has off days where he eats things that aren’t great for him, but that’s the point of off days. They’re days off from the normal healthy diet. He also exercises on our exercise bike pretty regularly. (Sometimes more regularly than others, but who am I to judge since I call bringing in the groceries exercise. Not really, but in reality that’s my biggest workout.)

I on the other hand do not get physicals, but I can tell you I don’t have breast cancer since my OBGYN is the only doctor I see once a year. Oh, I also don’t have glaucoma, well I may, but I’ll find out Thursday.
I have also gained 5 pounds since buying our scale earlier this year. Yuck.

In an effort to at least try to get healthier and happier I was glancing through some community classes at a rec center my girls will be taking dance at. (No more gymnastics. They want to do dance and we’re also changing rec centers. I’m using the dance class as potty training incentive and so far we’ve only had two accidents in two days.)

Back to the main topic. I was looking for a workout class to take but all the cardio kick and other classes were at night, or on Saturdays.  I didn’t want to take away from my evenings or Saturdays. I looked into the yoga classes and they had a morning class that wouldn’t cause me to need a babysitter since Jon would still be home getting ready for work. I knew my friend Sam took a yoga class at the rec center so I asked her about it. She wasn’t currently taking it but was wanting to sign up again for the session coming up. I decided to take the plunge and signed up for the class.

It’s not a quick weight loss class, like a cardio class would have been since I do zero exercising, but yoga does help with muscle strength and overall health.

The only problem, it’s at 6 am. Like, in the morning and I do not wake up before 7 am, and that’s only on very rare occasions.

I’ve been wanting to change my schedule. I’ve been wanting to wake up early and get my days started. I stay up late and sleep in to avoid house work and other things. I use sleeping as a escape mechanism from the things I don’t want to deal with.

So my new goal is to wake up early and begin my day so I’m ready for my children and they’re not occupying their time with TV or coloring while I catch up on sleep.

I hope to create a more harmonious home and happier place to be. I’m not crazy about housework, but I know I can keep a better home if I devote a little more time.   I often hit walls where I don’t know what to do with the papers that need to be filed or I can’t seem to find a place to store something.
I hate to throw away the girls artwork but I don’t have time to scan or take pictures of everything they draw, especially since we get anywhere from two to twelve pictures from them in a single day.  I get overwhelmed and bored with the gross monotonous jobs, like cleaning blinds and washing down walls that always look dirty.

I know if I successfully want to get up for my early Yoga class I’ll need to go to bed early and wake up early, even on the days I don’t have yoga. This will give me plenty of time to clean since there will be fewer television shows and blogs to take up my time. (I use TV and the computer as an escape mechanism also.) I may even venture to use our exercise bike or my pilates videos that are gathering dust. Waking up early will also give me more time with Jon and time to prepare for my days.

I admit I have a hard time waking up early because I also run out of things to do. I mean there are things to do, but I didn’t want to do them and if I get them done come the middle of the day I have no shows to distract me. I now feel I have more things to do and waking up early is the next solution so there is less rushing. I suppose I could try reading more. Now that I’ve been out of college for nearly two years I should be over my no more reading stage. I think I’ll begin with juvenile fictions that I never read in my youth.

I want to be happier, but sometimes a person doesn’t have the energy to take actions to be happier. It can be hard.
I’ve never had full blown depression, though I know I get down times.

As Fall approaches I want to begin anew. I want to have time to teach Lilah and Eden, rather then leave them to their own devices most of the time.

I don’t want to make excuses anymore. I want to lose weight and have a tidier home.

Most importantly I want to find more joy in my role as a mother. I have joy at times, but I know I can work on it.

I am happy, but I have my unhappy times and they overshadow the good. I want the good to overshadow the bad.

So here’s to waking up for a 6 am class three days a week. I have this next week to adjust to getting up early before the class begins, but I think I might sleep in a few more days. Afterall it’s my last week of sleep before I have to wake up because I’ve paid for a class.

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