Today in church, at the tail end of sacrament meeting, Maia wet herself. Tights are very good at wrangling in flowing pee- in case you were wondering. It was even kind of funny. The speakers today were excellent, I was riveted and very spiritually fed. So, right as the bishop was adding closing remarks and about to announce the closing hymn and prayer, Maia very sweetly jolted me out of my focus by saying in her cutest, most tender voice, "Mommy, I am pee peeing." I must be used to potty accidents because it didn't really phase me at all. I just pulled out some wipes, handed them to Sam and told him to wipe up the mess while I changed Maia. So we (and by "we" I mean Maia) cowboy waddled up the aisle and out to the van--where we found extra socks, panties and matching pink dressy shoes waiting for us. I cleaned her up with those endlessly useful Costco wipes, put her wet underclothes in a ziplock bag and back into church we went. No worse for wear and forever grateful for extra stashes of clothes in the van, especially when my pottying protection provisions hadn't been transferred from my old church bag to my new one.
I share this story because it fits so well with my thoughts lately. This year I haven't really made any formal New Year's resolutions. I am a goal maker, I am constantly setting goals, trying to become better, seeking to learn new things and improve upon the status quo. However--if you know me, you know that I have a seriously silly and enthusiastic streak side to my personality.
I like to giggle, chat, dream, create, dance and sing with wild abandon in the kitchen, quote movie lines, be silly, and get slaphappy with the best of them BUT the operative word in my being seriously silly and enthusiastic is serious. I can be very serious too. I don't think I am uptight (Hey Mom, if you are out there..am I uptight?) but in talking to a friend recently she told me to just relax more-- to continute do my best but just loosen up a bit. I can get so focused on the doing and trying so hard that I forget to balance that with my fun and playful side. She is right. So I am just going to let it flow, let up on my own reigns.
Being a mom to young children it is easy to become a micro manager, I can let some of that be-- especially the kind that leaves a burden on your shoulders that leaves you aching for a trip to the spa for a full body massage. Let go, let it flow and let yourself glow-- As this New Year begins to settle in and as we commence a new year in our new home--this is it. It is all I care to put on my life plate and it is enough.
Now that I think about it, I never did wipe out Maia's black patent leather church shoes. I better go find the poor little dears.
