Thursday, March 7, 2013
Doing it Right: My baby's feet
I had grand plans for this week. I wanted to get serious about my growth. I wanted to read more, write more, have more fun, cook more, keep my house cleaner, pay attention more, exercise more, and generally kick ass at life.
Oh and while I was at it, I wanted to be more authentic, self compassionate, calm, creative, intuitive, joyful, and playful. (Ahem, I have indeed been drinking the Brene Koolaid.)
So. That existential crisis happened.
My dishwasher is only halfway unloaded. I have laundry in the washer that needs to go in the dryer. I haven't defrosted dinner yet. My journal is abandoned on the coffee table.
And I just spent the past 10 minutes looking my baby in the eyes, listening to her coo and laugh, and kissing her feet.
And that? Is what I'm doing right.